A quiet night until 4:00 AM. Unfortunately, no sedation was given from the time I left until 4:00 in the morning when according to reports, Ron required '4 nurses to hold him down'. They are impressed how strong he is, must be the result of all that swimming. Unfortunately, the decision was made in the heat of the emergency to return to Prophyfol (sp?), the first sedation used on Monday, which we know he doesn't respond well to. I am rather distressed about the change in orders (or failure to follow the orders in place?). We are getting things back on track but everyone seems a little leary of him now, understandably. Today will be a balancing act, trying to move him close enough to consciousness to remove the tube without him trying to remove his layers of tubular 'bling' and crawl out of bed. Please pray for his spirit to be calm and less anxious as it will speed his recovery.
On the lighter side, there are some notes of irony in all this... the man who refuses to take Advil for a headache is now the pharmacy's best customer. The resident informed me he may need some PTSD counseling when this is all through! I think I scared him when I laughed at that.
On the homefront things are straightening around. We have been blessed by Sue Fleming's presence at home with Ari this week, and Janette's continued graciousness with David. They will be coming to Chicago this weekend. Next week, my cousin Sara Podalak will come down from Grand Rapids to stay with Ari and David.
Your prayers are sustaining us, I will post again later today when we know more about whether there will be any change in the ventilator. If he gets off, it's great, but as the doctors explain, better to stay on than have to re-intubate later if it turns out he wasn't ready.
With love to all,
Carol
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