This has been a hard week. My sister had some minor surgery last week. The kind where you rest for a day afterwards, then go on with your life. Only she didn't feel better the next day. Or the day after. And by the day after that, she was blacking out. We took her to the emergency room, and the short version is that she had a series of cascading complications. She spent a few days in the ICU at that hospital, then was transferred to another, larger hospital with a higher level of care. It was a very dark time.
This evening she moved out of ICU into an "Intermediate Care" room. She is still on oxygen and has started on long-term blood thinners. The embolisms in her lungs are still very large but will, with time, break up. The temporary filter they inserted to keep the clots in her legs from moving to her lungs or heart will at some point have to be replaced with a more permanent filter. It will be a long recovery. I'm scared to even type that, because I feel like I'm tempting fate. I don't know that I'll ever be able to hear the phone ring again without my heart dropping out of my body.
Please send prayers and good thoughts for my sister.