"The Luckiest Girl in the World"

That's what Jillian calls herself these days. The more she learns about what has happened to her, the more fervently she believes that's what she is. She seems to bear no malice toward the driver who hit her, and is filled with gratitude toward those who helped her along the way, from the witnesses at the scene to every friend who sat with her or visited her in the past six weeks to the therapists who've been nagging and encouraging her every day and the 6-South staff who--omigosh, I can't even begin to tell you all they do.

The day started off with a visit from the ENT doctors who had installed her trach, who had promised to come and find out why her voice was disappearing from time to time. Jilly had decided she would not let them do the procedure, which involved inserting a probe through her nose to see what was going on. The doctors, however, insisted it was important, so she relented--a decision she tried to rescind midway through the process. The probe showed that there was a space between her vocal chords, which the docs said would heal itself or be easily taken care of later. They also expressed wonder at Jilly's condition today, describing it in comparison to the day when they installed the trach, a mere five weeks ago today, as nothing short of miraculous.

A few hours later, after confirming that Saturday's abdominal CAT scan had found no problems, Dr. Kalva approved our request to check Jillian out of Bellevue tomorrow. We will fly off to Albuquerque on Wednesday morning.

On her recent forays outside the boundaries of Bellevue, Jillian has found herself easily tired and the world slightly unfamiliar. She recovers quickly on both fronts, but understands she is not yet her old self. She is eager to take the reins of her physical healing into her own hands, and to return to her preferred diet of natural foods and remedies.

We'll continue to keep you all posted.

All our best and gratitude,
Ingrid & Ray