“Is this Carrie?” a voice asked on my phone as I was making supper. A voice calling from the hospital across the street from me.
I answered yes at which point he introduced himself as the ICU critical care doctor.
“I’m calling to let you know Chuck is still having trouble clearing secretions in his throat. We are getting ready to do another bronchoscopy.”
“Ok.” Because what else could I say? It was the second time they had had to clear his lungs in 24 hours since being extubated after the stroke.
“If we need to do another one tomorrow, we will have to do a tracheostomy to help him breathe.”