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spiritdogs

Just don't know how many "insults" he can take and keep coming back, but I am going to keep asking for miracles. 

As many as he has the 'grace' to bear, deafheart.  And you keep on praying for those miracles -- because we all are too!  As of right now ... **again**!

Anne - I'm sorry I missed this earlier - you and BF have my warmest thoughts for healing and strength.

I'm a little late here, but just wanted to let you know that we're thinking about you and hoping for the best.  We're crossing our fingers and paws for you!

 Not a lot of good to report today.  At times, it seems he knows I'm there, but then other times he looks so vacant.  Just hoping for miracles...

spiritdogs

 Not a lot of good to report today.  At times, it seems he knows I'm there, but then other times he looks so vacant.  Just hoping for miracles...

And we continue to hope with you...

I am returning to this Board and catching up on various threads..... so sorry to see this one with your name attached.

Please know that your darling BF will be in my prayers and so will you be!    It is so difficult to watch those we love suffer.
But how fortunate he is to have you by his side.    Keep speaking encouraging thoughts to him.   He hears and knows you love him.

 ((hugs))

Oh Anne so sorry I missed this earlier and now find that Mike is once again in the hospital.  My prayers are pouring out for Mike and a miracle and for you.   Anything I could possibly do please don't hesitate to ask.

I have faith he will once again be home soon!   I know how hard it is between jobs and the sick I hope they will work with you and give you the time you need.   (((hugs)))

 Thanks for all the continued good wishes.  Update - Mike is now moving about in the bed (they even had to assign him a babysitter lest he roll out).  He is having trouble with speech (always was very quiet and somewhat of a mumbler LOL), but many times can make himself understood.  Physical therapy is now working with him, and yesterday they got him to sit up on the edge of the bed.  Wobbly, and he could not stand, even with help, but I guess you could call it progress.  He has trouble with liquids, so they are thickening them so that he won't aspirate.  He doesn't seem concerned with the indignity of it all, and is pretty much his usual resigned, cooperative self.

At one point, he wanted me to get his cane so we could "get going".  He wanted me to take him home...(still praying for that, right along with him). 

He can watch TV now for short bursts, but he is very distracted, not getting much sleep, and exhausted from all the poking, prodding, and rolling, as you might imagine.  But, he did surprise all the docs - has not needed even much oxygen, and certainly did not need a tracheostomy or to be re-intubated, which is great news.  The down side is that he seems to have lost most of the reserve he had.  Painfully thin, except the belly which is all fluid, and so weak.  Everyone was astonished that he used to have huge muscles and a 98 mph fastball.  I think I'm going to bring in one of his "hunk" photos, so the nurses can see who he was.  I think that kind of perspective always helped me to think of my clients as people, not "cases", and I hope it will do that for these folks, although I must admit that most of the CCU personnel are very competent and caring. 

Well, back to my complicated life (runs screaming in terror...)  Keep the prayers coming.  We both appreciate them. 

Thanks for the progress report Anne.  Just remember, progress is progress no matter how slow and little it may seem.  He can and will build up strenght once he can eat right.  Payresr are with you.

That's great news, Anne - and it's true - progress is progress.  I don't think it's unusual at all for someone to get pretty weak with a combination of being confined to bed and unable to eat much.  That will all change for the better.

Joyce

Well, he still can't get up on his own, but he is out of the CCU.  Still hard to understand his speech, but last night he asked his "babysitter" CNA to dial my number so he could talk to me.  10:00 P.M. and he wanted to know if I was coming to see him, even though I had been there at noon and he slept through the visit...but, he was able to tell me he was hungry and that he loved me.

spiritdogs

...but, he was able to tell me he was hungry and that he loved me.

Well what a nice late night surprise for you. If they moved him out of CCU, he's making good progress, but I'm sure it seems slow to both of you. If he's hungry, that's a really good sign though and will help speed up him getting stronger. I hope things continue to stay positive.

When you go to visit him today Anne bring him his favorite donut (if he is allowed of course).  You always want the yummy sugary things when your in the hospital!  Glad to here he is out of CCU, that is progress...   (((prayers and hugs)))  continue...

luvmyswissy

When you go to visit him today Anne bring him his favorite donut (if he is allowed of course).  You always want the yummy sugary things when your in the hospital!  Glad to here he is out of CCU, that is progress...   (((prayers and hugs)))  continue...

 

 

Wish I could have taken him a big fat Dunkin' Donut, but he isn't even doing that well swallowing mushy peaches.  He's very confused, and he gets mad because I won't take him home.  He can't even sit up on his own, and I can see all his bones everywhere.  He looks like an Auschwitz survivor.  Physical therapy is in each day trying to get him moving about, but he has very little reserve so it's painfully slow.   I'm so sad for him, but in a way, I'm glad he doesn't seem to "get" how bad it is.  He was happily agreeing to go to rehab when I told him he might have to do that before he could come home, but in the next breath was trying to "call the hospital" to come and take his catheter out.  Oy.

The one thing that did get me upset tonight was that his hair was all matted in back.  That didn't happen in the CCU, and I told the aide that it was unacceptable for him to be left like that and to please see that the nurse was told to arrange for him to be combed out (he was sleepy right then, or I would have asked for a comb!).  We'll see if it changes tomorrow. If not, time for the patient advocate call.