My parents-my self

I still can't walk, but I did a kilometer on a stationary bike without pain. I am working hard to rehabilitate my hip, and there is progress. I have a very thorough and sensitive physiotherapist, thankfully.

Oh, and my children threw a surprise birthday party for me... it was amazing. Balloons everywhere, pictures and humorous cards. Our babysitter designed it while Robert & I were out for my birthday dinner, which was also great! I am blessed.

But...

My mother is still extremely ill. The antibiotics have not succeeded to eradicate the infection, and her heart is still in danger. There is a problem with her speech, and we don't know yet if she had a small stroke, or if the infection is in her brain. Her thoughts, though, are totally in-tact. We clearly can verify that she is thinking normally, but cannot communicate well.
She isn't awake often; maybe all together three minutes every hour.

My father cannot get his hip replacement that he desperately needs because of the time he is spending in the ICU; it would be too dangerous for him, possibly having been exposed to infections there. Without a new hip he continues to suffer and barely walk.

Anyone want to accompany me on a trip to New York? I would need a companion to help me all the time. I want to see my parents. I'm afraid of waiting too long.