Monday, February 8

The One Whre I Try To Make Sense Of It All

First of all, thanks to all my blog friends (in addition to my hockey hos) that have been following along with my FB updates about my critically ill teammate, and extending your support. Courtney, aka Coxie (on the left) is not out of the woods yet according to the docs, but she has made an astounding recovery so far.

To catch up the rest of you, when our teammate didn't show up for our game a week ago last Saturday because she wasn't feeling well, we didn't think twice about it. But a startling text on Sunday morning to our team Captain changed all that. We found out later she was experiencing really bad headaches that night and luckily, her next door neighbor and friend is also a nurse and told her she should go into the ER and get it checked out. The initial cat-scan was alarming, showing four aneurysms, needing immediate surgery. Complicating matters was the fact that her husband was out of town on a guys trip (payback for our girls trip to Missoula to play in that tournament), but luckily again, her neighbor took care of Coxie's two little girls until her hubby could get home and family reinforcements came.

Coxie underwent a nine hour surgery that Monday and the surgeons were able to clip all the aneurysms including a troublesome one, which proved to be bleeding for quite some time. This is an unbelievable scary thing to be walking around with, yet she was. BTW, these were not caused by hockey or any other activity or injury. They don't really know what caused them. But to skip all the middle part, she is doing really, really well right now. She starting speaking less than 24 hours after her surgery and there are no signs of any neurological damage, and every day she continues to improve in the ICU. She is amazing, and strong like ox.

Truth is, I expected this much from her. I suppose there's a defense inside everyone that pushes away any bad thoughts about a loved one but if you knew this woman, your expectations would selfishly, be high too. I can't compute any other outcome because I've never known a more loving and caring person. In fact, SHE called ME (and others) from her drugged-up hospital bed mere hours before surgery to let me know that she loves me... just in case.

I thought I was brave. Nope. Bravery, thy name is Coxie.

7 players in the box:

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

Get well soon Coxie. ;o)

SkylersDad said...

I am so glad she is doing well, and that she has friends like you.

Fran said...

Thanks for this update. I have been keeping up with your FB updates about Coxie.

She sounds like a truly remarkable person; may she heal and get well soon.

So much of what happens to us that really moves and changes us does not happen in the long strings of days that are more good than bad, but in these moments. And of course what happens to someone that we are connected with in this way, really causes us to stop and consider.

I think it must have been important for Coxie to know that the team was pulling for her. And for her to call you at that time... well that is part of that connection that is team, family and community.

Keep us posted. Good thoughts for her - and always for you too Kristi. You are all in my prayers.

kirby said...

Oh, those poor little girls, how frightened they must be seeing their mom like that. Good wishes for your friend's speedy recovery

Megan said...

I'm a lurker here, but just wanted to pop out of the shadows to wish your friend the very best as she travels along this road of recovery.

dguzman said...

Glad the surgery went well. She must have a strong spirit!

Dad E said...

She must be an incredible person for you to be drawing strength from her.