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Step 29: Broken hallelujahs.
We're not there yet. May not ever be. So on this anniversary of Jim re-crossing the threshold of the home he once built, we weep our hallelujahs. On May 23, 2024, my husband, Jim Gallagher, entered the E.R. he worked in for 15 years, this time as a patient. Within days he was fighting for his life as an infection that began in his foot raged throughout his body, and on June 4th, his leg was amputated below the knee in order to save his life. This is an ongoing log of our
Kathy Gallagher
Jul 27, 20256 min read
If you don't come home (or even if you do)...
You stopped my heart the other day. We listened to one doctor and then a second one talk about your body, your labs, and what numbers weren’t adding up. I knew it was important. Critical, even. I was pretty sure I knew what they were saying, wrapped up in words like “kidney function” and “sceptic shock” and “heart stress”. I needed to hear it in different words, to make sure I had it right. And you, the seasoned nurse, understood every word, every number on that monit
Kathy Gallagher
Jun 1, 20248 min read
The hole in the middle of Christmas
For my friends who are grieving. I see you. At least I imagine I do. I see you walking around, looking so fine and doing Christmas. But...
Kathy Gallagher
Dec 21, 20214 min read
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