On and OFF!
My dad is off the ventilator.
My dad is off the ventilator.
My dad is OFF THE VENTILATOR!
No more Ouija board, no more air writing, no Morse code (although thank you, Cath, for the link—we had a printout on standby).
No Diet Coke yet, but that will follow in time.
And just to give you a sense of my dad's inimitable personality, here's one of the first things he said after the breathing tube came out and he announced his readiness to leave the hospital (I'm paraphrasing here):
Every day, someone tells me that I'm 100% better than the day before. I've been here a week, so I'm 700% better. How much better do I have to get before I can go home??
By that logic, he's actually 6,400% better, but this is probably not the time to quibble with my dad's math.
I'll wait until he's a little stronger.
My dad is off the ventilator.
My dad is OFF THE VENTILATOR!
No more Ouija board, no more air writing, no Morse code (although thank you, Cath, for the link—we had a printout on standby).
No Diet Coke yet, but that will follow in time.
And just to give you a sense of my dad's inimitable personality, here's one of the first things he said after the breathing tube came out and he announced his readiness to leave the hospital (I'm paraphrasing here):
Every day, someone tells me that I'm 100% better than the day before. I've been here a week, so I'm 700% better. How much better do I have to get before I can go home??
By that logic, he's actually 6,400% better, but this is probably not the time to quibble with my dad's math.
I'll wait until he's a little stronger.
posted by Jody Rosen Knower at 5:51 PM
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