New room - who dis?

It’s what it feels like every time. 

Whether we’re moving from O.R. to I.C.U. to general neurology, it feels like we know nothing.

Just when we learn all of the nurses and PCA names, just when they learn all of Rico’s quirks, just when we feel safe leaving for a 30 minute lunch, we’re moved. It’s how it always goes. 

ICU is sort of the five star gold standard. Step down units are always that - even at Mayo - it’s a step down. 

The staff is still excellent, it’s just a different vibe. Someone asked me today, “What did he do before this? What was he like?”

“Before this” was less than 48 hours ago. He is not a “did” or a “was”. He IS. He is Rico. He is still there. He is ours. He is everything.

I have no words -  rough or eloquent - to describe how difficult today has been. My only hope is that he does not remember it - and that maybe tomorrow will be better.