08/25/2026
After 25 full days in the Neuro ICU, the day finally arrived. I got to go home. ❤️
On July 27, 2026, I had a 5 mm brain aneurysm rupture directly in front of my husband, Steve. He immediately called 911, and I was at Tufts Medical Center within about 30 minutes. When I asked which doctor saved my life, they told me it wasn’t anyone at the hospital. They said it was my husband. He acted immediately when every minute mattered, and that quick action is a huge reason I’m recovering without any deficits.
Twenty-five days is a long time to live in an ICU, being woken every hour for neuro checks, scans, procedures and constant monitoring. But it also introduced me to an incredible neurosurgery team and nurses who I’m convinced are actual angels sent to Earth.
And while something so terrifying was happening, there was so much love surrounding us. Flowers, cards, gifts, an astounding response to the GoFundMe helping with medical expenses and missed work, and an entire army of people who stepped in to love our sweet Ollie while he was without two of his girls.
I’m home now and sleeping about 95% of the day, which my brain and body desperately need. I have an MRI follow-up Friday, so please keep the good thoughts coming. For now, doctor’s orders are rest, rest and a little more rest. ❤️