Well, Layton continues to put the ICU/Trauma team through their paces here at Renown Medical Center in Reno. For the second time, his heart has decided to take a fast run up a hill while his blood pressure went to sleep. As you can imagine, this is quite frightening to someone who can’t talk (respirator) and has been in daylight (ICU) for nine days, lacking sleep, being in pain, with the only familiar thing being me. The doctor decided to settle him and get him on the road to recovery the best thing to do was to keep him heavily sedated. I totally agreed.
They are a bit surprised by the lack of change, meaning progress, with the left lung. Using my North America analogy, we can still only see the Arctic on the left side. It seems that the right lung has pneumonia only or as well-we are still waiting for results. Layton’s temperature is normal today, first time in a while. More decisions about other strategies tomorrow.
I continue to be impressed by the medical staff. His trauma doctor this week has been at his side working on him at 5 a.m. and at 9 p.m. and the nurses are kind, as gentle as can be, and apologetic for the pain they cause as they treat him.
The ward is very different this week. Last week, it was full of family drama. This week it is hugely busy, but the people, except for me, are different. Judy, the wife of the patient next door, invited Mom and I to have lunch with her and her friends.
Mom arrived last night. She is sitting here now, knitting away, offering counsel, asking clarifying questions to the nurses. It is going to be nice having her.
Funny, last night I had my most restless night to date. The good thing is I have someone to call-ICU. I can’t believe how cheerful these people sound in the early and later morning hours.
I get a daily quote from a fellow named Alan Cohen and I thought I would share it with you:
“Do not be fooled by waiting for the ending. Sometimes the middle is more important.”
So, for us right now, this is the middle. We are having “heart to heart” talks since it seems unfair that only one of us can talk….and then I know no one can listen in! Thanks Dick and Ingeborg for teaching me this!
Thanks for all your thoughts, prayers and love as we go through the “middle.”