Showing posts with label Glacial Drumlin Trail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Glacial Drumlin Trail. Show all posts

Eight Weeks and Counting

Our days are starting to feel like the plot in the movie "Groundhog Day." We go to the hospital, and one of three things occur.  Justin is asleep (floating on pain medication and/or increased CO2 levels).  Justin is awake and in excruciating pain (not enough pain medication).  Justin is awake and in moderate pain, attempting a new breathing trial.  The latest experiment is the dosing of the fentanyl arm patches.  Too much, and he's asleep all day and can't work on his breathing.  

During breathing trials, the respiratory team lowers the ventilator support, and Justin tries to last as long as he can with the lowered support--up to 12 hours.  He generally does very well at mildly or moderately reduced support.  When they move him to trach mask breathing, when he is breathing primarily on his own with a little oxygen tank boost, he has quickly faltered.  

This cycle has pretty much repeated itself for the last seven weeks.  The difference now is that with the trach, they can easily bring back full respiratory support by changing the settings on the ventilator.  Before the surgery, it was a crisis situation requiring intubation (breathing tube thrust down his mouth and throat).

Justin will remain at the specialty hospital as long as it takes, provided that he continues to show progress.  There is a team that decides whether progress is continuing to occur.  Hard choices will need to be made at the point that no further progress is being made.  We hope that one of the choices is he gets to return to his apartment with his 24/7 care team.  We have a hard time believing that Justin would get any better care in a skilled nursing facility (nursing home), but there is a lot that we don't completely know yet about his care needs.   The hospital staff talks a lot about when he gets discharged but also acknowledges that discharge is a long time away.

On another subject, at Christmas my brother-in-law Lionel gave me a Wisconsin craft beer coupon book, providing two for one coupons at hundreds of Wisconsin breweries and brewpubs. We haven't made a very large dent in the book yet, but we did try two breweries out yesterday.

First we hiked the Glacial Drumlin Trail between Korth Park and Lake Mills. 


Most of the trail is along a former railroad grade, so it was flat.  But it was a beautiful early March day.

We hiked about 3.5 miles to  Sunshine Brewing in downtown Lake Mills.  Nice building, inside and out.



Julia's Belgian Dubbel is on the right and and was decent.  My pastry stout was overly bitter, while lacking sweetness and the alcohol warmth usually associated with pastry stouts.  Our food, two carne asada tacos, was pretty expensive and chewy.  Win some, lose some while supporting local businesses.

After walking the 3.5 miles back to the car, we drove the short distance over to Tyranena Brewing on the edge of Lake Mills. Wisconsin.


 

Tyranena is a bigger brewery (no kitchen/food), and its products are widely available in larger grocery and liquor stores in the Madison area.  I had the Millionaire's IPA.  Julia had a brown ale.  Both were above average and true to style.  And with our coupon book, six bucks for two beers.  No complaints here. 



 

 

 



Rapid Changes


It's amazing how fast the world has changed in the past few weeks.  The stock market has tanked.  Countries are closing borders. Schools are closing.  Crowds are a bad thing.  Social distancing is a thing...a good thing.  Honestly, I didn't need social distancing to be a trend.


If it was just up to me, I would be heading out west in early April with the Scamp. Unfortunately, it is not meant to be.

Justin has a great semester going at UW-Whitewater.   He has new friends.  He is doing well in school.  Additionally, he found a new passion:  sports broadcasting.  One of Justin's new friends is a communications major and participates on the campus television station.  Justin auditioned and is now is part of the broadcasting team.

 
Each week, they do a sports talk show, covering a wide range of local, regional and national sports topics.  Also, for college team broadcasts, they provide play-by-play, color and sideline reporting.  Justin loves spectator sports, talking and the limelight, so the fit is perfect. 


Unfortunately, the corona virus has thrown a wrench into the continuation of the semester.  UW-Whitewater, along with many other colleges, is closing early for an extended spring break, and the future of the semester is unclear.  Justin is coming home tomorrow. We are planning for the probability that he will need to complete the semester from home with his classes offered only online.

While the situation is fluid, his care giving agency has advised that care giving will not be available in the dorms when online classes resume.  That means that Julia and I will likely share care giving responsibilities at home for the foreseeable future.  There is a possibility that Allie might be able to help out some too.  Anyway, I'm 99% sure that I won't be making any long trips this spring.  I will need to stay closer to home for awhile.

One scary thing is that Justin has weak lungs due to his muscular dystrophy.  He already needs a bipap machine at night for breathing assistance.  Justin rarely catches viruses, so we're hoping that continues. 

Glacial Drumlin


Today, Julia and I celebrated our last day of the empty nest by hiking the Glacial Drumlin Trail near Lake Mills, Wisconsin.  We did an in/out hike of about eight miles.  Spring is in the air.




Robins literally arrived just a few days ago.  They are fat and sassy after a trip north.  On the trail today, we saw another sign of spring:  the return of the sandhill cranes.


After the hike, we went to Lewis Station Winery, where we sampled several red wines (ok) and dined on wood-fired pizza (really good).








On a final note, I ordered 25 lbs of green coffee beans to get me through the zombie apocalypse.  I'll let other people stock up on toilet paper. 



Chocolate Milk and Quail

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