Hard to believe this January only had the usual 31 days. Felt like 60. Or 90. A month ago, we welcomed in the new year with optimism. And a parade...
Five days later, Cecily's mom was in the ER, and a week after that, she was on a ventilator ad given a 25% chance of survival. The good news is that she has rebounded and is making a steady (if slow) recovery. She'll soon be traveling to a rehabilitation center to work on regaining her muscle tone and motor control in her hands (interestingly, a branch of the same rehab center that worked so diligently to restore function to my right arm 40 years ago). Seems her extended period of hypoxia (sorry, low oxygen) has resulted in a degree of brain injury, similar to that seen in near-drowning victims. Should be reversible with therapy tho.
We're working to stay positive. Cecily just back from Blissdom 11 (many thanks to Blissdom for featuring her as a panel speaker and for Aiming Low for sponsoring the trip).
In my 4-day stint as Solo Daddy, I was less than stellar, but we got thru. Funny that the kiddo doesn't bust my stones like she does her mom's. For example, she might wake up in the middle of the night and crawl into bed with me and the dog, but she'll go right to sleep. When Cecily's here, it's "Mom, mom, mom..." and "I'm scared" and "I wanna go downstairs" at 4:30 in the morning. I think she knows dad would have a brain bleed if she tried that.
The kiddo and I also discovered Annoying Orange. Worth a peek, especially if you're bored at work.
My ongoing photography project "Everyone Has A Name" continues to grow. And I conntinue to meet some interesting people in the course of the work. Yesterday I met Wayne (see photo), who was standing on a busy Center City corner announcing, "Homeless and hungry, anything will help." He looked more like a college professor. We talked awhile. As you may guess, there was a loss of job, then loss of home. We talked sobriety (he has 10 years) and the economy (which sucks). He agreed to a portrait, in exchange for what help I could offer. Thank you, Wayne. Best of luck to you.