We are humbled that Molly’s aunts and uncles have chosen to honor her memory in an absolutely perfect way. There is an animal petting zoo near Beersheva Israel that is being named for Molly.
It is a 25-acre, state-of-the-art rehabilitative village that offers unparalleled care for people with severe disabilities, empowering residents and outpatients to reach their potential for communication and development while providing thousands of jobs to area residents.
The village cares for adults and children with severe disabilities. Onsite is a large petting zoo which features horses, dogs, rabbits, chickens, goats, fish and birds. There will be a plaque for Molly. Our family looks forward to traveling there for its unveiling.
1/2 7 pm - J is at the hospital. I’m home. They will let us swap but not be together. The boys are with family. The dog is with his trainer. It’s better that J is there now because I had reached a point of constant uncontrollable sobbing, and that is not good energy for Molly.
Molly is ON the ventilator. I thought they were weaning her off but I guess I misunderstood. That’s the problem with having one parent who is in shock being there alone.
Today was basically uneventful for her, which is good. I love her surgeon. He said most additional bleeds and things of that nature show up within 6 hours of surgery. The farther out from surgery, the less likely we will see more injuries. Swelling is the major concern now.
Update 2/1, 230 - The dr removed one of the heavy sedatives for about an hour to see if Molly would wake up. She didn’t. I know that can be normal because we are still only 1 day after the accident and she just had major surgery. But I thought she would, and it gutted me.
I told the Dr that I’m scared she won’t wake up and he said he is “fairly certain” she will. I asked what he meant by that. He said that they don’t see any reason why she wouldn’t but he’s not God. He can’t say for certain. Her EKG shows brain activity, which is good.
The one thing that would help our family the most is for Jon to be allowed in here with me, or at least that we be permitted to swap out. I cannot handle this alone. I need to see our boys and they need me. I literally ran out of the house yesterday without even seeing our 4 yro.