Jim was moved to TIRR last evening. The ambulance picked up from Memorial Hermann Southwest at around 5:30 PM. He is in room 502A. I don't know the visiting hours or much of anything about the hospital.
There were lots of questions last night during the admissions process. It's a good thing I've been taking notes. His new doctor specializes in spinal cord injuries. Her name is Dr Wenzel.
I am finding this new move very emotional. If people weren't counting on me to keep them updated, I would find writing about this too, too hard.
Last night as I was driving into the medical center I kept thinking about how Jim would have insisted on driving me right to the door. He'd say it would be too hard for me. I felt so terribly alone. I guess that's the worst thing right now. We were always together. He's my best friend ever. I try to get the tears out before I visit him. He couldn't even wipe away his own tears if he were to start crying.
I will have to come up with a plan for myself. I'm getting exhausted. Once we get used to the new hospital I hope I will feel more comfortable with leaving him on his own for longer bits of time. I need to go back to work and keep our health insurance.