Here we go again. The ICUs are fighting over you, I think. Everybody brags on what a good patient you are so I guess they don’t like it if one ICU has the pleasure of your company for too long. It’s back to the BICU this evening. I was very glad it didn’t happen earlier in the day because we had a nice long visit again today.
Yep. More animals. As soon as I began digging in my bag and telling you that Robin had sent me with your power animal, you nodded. We read it together. Not surprisingly, it was a big hit with you; you requested it be placed on your blog. I was pleased you remembered about the blog. They’ve lightened the sedative and the pain medication drip. After you took a nap from your morning work out in the chair, you were wide awake for quite a while this afternoon.
I told you about stopping by the house a few times and seeing hummingbirds. I still have the same only two hummingbird bushes, but you have trained your volunteers into a lovely privet hedge. Four different times I’ve been sitting on the bench outside when one has helicoptered in for a meal. I realized hummers should be included with hawks as omens for good.
Poppy, the respiratory therapist, came in again today to give you another breathing treatment. When I told her that you had written that it is scary to have that machine take over so much of your breathing, she tested your oxygen level. We joked about maybe it seemed like the Borg to you. She asked if I was a Trekkie. I admitted not exactly, but I had a son in law who certainly qualifies. You worked hard at taking deep breaths and expelling lots of air. You raised the level of the gauge up to 2000. She said that ordinarily a healthy person of your age and height should be able to raise it to 3000, so she was impressed. She determined that you probably don’t need that machine to assist with your breathing treatments any more and made sure you had your new device to take for your return to the BICU. She’s another sweetie. For now, they can give the Albuterol through the trach. You didn’t mind that. You got a shot of Heparin in the tummy (very small needle Kelly assured me) and liquid Zantac into the IV tubing. That’s SOP for all ICU patients.
Randall let me know that you still have lots of secretions so she suspects it may be a little longer before the trach can be adapted for talking and for food. You’re doing an amazing job of being patient. I have to work at it. You did write that today you’re thinking of all kinds of sherbet and ice cream. I told you the story of our trip to Disney World. Chad has long corrected our pronunciation of that icy treat. When someone decided on sorbet for dessert and someone considered sherbet, I suggested it must be “sherbay” so Chad said that was the name for this family from now on. I’m off to make room in the freezer for lots of flavors of ice cream, sorbet, and sherbay. See you tomorrow.
Status: Oxygen 100% Temperature normal
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Secretions in your lungs... But Dixie said the breathing therapist also remarked on your "healthy cough," an asset you've had going for you this whole time. Such hard work, that coughing, but such a good indicator that your lungs are not backing down from the invading substances that have assailed them all these weeks.
Go lungs!
Yes, I remebered to tell all three of your kids that I was encouraged by Poppy's reaction to your cough. The main thing she was upbeat about was your oxygen capacity so that gave me hope that the wait for the next step with the trach wouldn't be a major long one.
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