The dark cloud of depression

Dee is feeling pretty low at the moment.  He feels along and that God is not even listening. 

He is alone in the Christchurch Public Hospital having more testing done. His Burwood buddies are on the other side of town (improving). His family are back home in Palmerston North.  His new nurses and doctors and excited to 'try out the new hoist' that is fitted in his individual room, having no experience with spinal patients and how to help them effectively.... it's the little things; like not being able to close the door or curtain, reach your phone charger that a nurse moved, or something that has fallen onto the floor. Dee is still finding his voice to ask for the things that he wants and needs. You know how he is... doesn't like a big fuss and doesn't like to be needy and ask for things, just takes it as it comes. 

There are a few things that are really bugging him at the moment. 

1. His phone fell onto the floor, still plugged in, and broke his charger. 
2. Somehow while he was asleep, his sleep apnea mask broke.
3. His paralysis keeps getting worse
4. He feels like he is back to 'day one' when all the testing began.. having made no progress at all!

He is unable to stay positive. He is feeling alone and frustrated. He feels like God has forgotten him. 

I have booked tickets to visit him... leaving tomorrow (Tuesday 22 February) after school and returning to Palmerston North Sunday. The National Transport Agency (NTA) liaison person from Palmerston North Hospital has organised some accommodation for me near the Christchurch Public Hospital. 

Don (the legend) has taken Dee an extra long charging cable... and McDonalds!