The past two weeks have been a total blur. I have seen more of I-40 and the TICU waiting room than I care to talk about and eaten so much fast food that I will almost certainly be a hospital patient soon myself.
My sweet Nanny is making progress. It is hard to see when I am caught up in everything going on, but when I am able to take a step back, I can see improvement. The ventilator was taken out of her room on Saturday and she has been on a CPAP machine (commonly used for sleep apnea) since then. She is much more alert and interactive and extremely frustrated to be laying in a hospital bed. She understands she has a couple of surgeries left and we can see that she is getting stronger. She is battling one infection and we are prayerful that this will be the only infection while she is at the hospital. She has asked where Gandy is and is anxious to see him.
Gandy went back to the orthopedic surgeon today and surgery was scheduled for tomorrow. My mom and Caroline have been with him the past few days and now he is stuck with me again for a few nights. He is still really sore and also not happy to be in a hospital bed. Hopefully after surgery, his recovery will speed up some.
I am so thankful for all the prayers over the past two weeks. I am thankful for friends that dropped what they were doing and kept my little boy, for loving in-laws that have now spent 4 nights with him, for a friend that rode with me to take pictures of the cars, accident scene, and to meet the trooper, for church families in Nashville and Memphis that are praying for them, for sweet Memphis friends that let us spend the night on short notice, and for so many other things along the way.
Andrew is doing great. He conveniently contracted Hand-Foot-Mouth Disease probably from the church nursery and became symptomatic the Friday after the accident. He is well now and we are excited about celebrating his birthday in less than 3 weeks!







