So...we've FINALLY moved out of the ICU! I think it was MOSTLY because they needed the bed (holiday weekends are REALLY busy in the ICU...heart attacks from too much food and family...car accidents...etc.), but we'll take what we can get at this point!
He's now in the "transitional vent unit". Seven beds, three nurses, and specialized care, as far as tracheotomy/respiratory issues are concerned. It's definitely not a step up, facilities-wise (as Robin so accurately put it...we've moved from the Hilton to the Motel 6...). Older part of the hospital, small, dark room, one UNCOMFORTABLE chair, older, grungier...etc. etc. etc. It's DEFINITELY where he needs to be now, and he's getting EXCELLENT care, but, after 30 days in the big new snazzy remodel, we definitely feel like we're "low rent"...ugh!
His first night there was a little "rocky". The nurse had to call us because he wanted to go home "RIGHT NOW"! She got him to stay put by agreeing to call us to let us know that he wasn't happy. We had to assure her that she'd need to use "tough love" to get him to cooperate.
When we got there this morning, we weren't sure what we were going to find, but he seemed to have mellowed overnight, and we have HIGH HOPES that he will cooperate, and work hard to continue to recover. Robin kept reminding him that it was a MIRACLE that he was still alive, and that he should do all he could to make sure that all of those prayers were rewarded. I was somewhat less "eloquent" with my "this last month has been CRAP, and you need to work hard to get OUT of here, so that we don't have to eat any more of that DISGUSTING cafeteria food" comment...
His nurse today said that he could spend up to FIVE weeks in the vent unit. We were under the impression that he could be out in about a week, and then move to transitional care, but, that seems to be an impossibility at this point. He's still on the respirator, and they are going to attempt to "wean" him from it over the next couple of weeks, but don't think that he's strong enough to do it all on his own at this point. Time will tell.
So...things are DEFINITELY better than they have been, but we still have a REALLY long road ahead. He needs to get off the vent as soon as possible, so that they can start working the "physical therapy" angle. He's been lying in a bed for WAY too long, and has atrophied in many parts of his body.
We got smiles, and saw eyeballs (which we haven't seen for WEEKS), and attempts at telling us stuff today, which was LOVELY (even though we all SUCK at lip reading...), and poor Robin had to wash his feet TWICE (he's hot, and keeps asking to have them washed...not sure WHAT that's about...!)(I was QUICK to remind her that Jesus washed feet, but that was as far as I went towards helping out...).
Keep praying/sending good thoughts...they are working!!!!!!
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