Today the day started with one doctor saying there may be heart damage, and that my husband was not coming out of the sedation, though they stopped the medication.
My heart sank.
Twenty feet down.
All I could do to pull myself together and leave for the hospital.
Only took me two hours.
The hospital is two miles from my house.
When I got there, his eyes were open.
His dear sweet baby blue eyes, filled with tears, still intubated, in a confused state over what was going on to himself.
I spent most of the day trying to keep him calm, and help him to resettle his breathing. They won't take him off it unless he cooperates and he is wearing himself out.
I tell them he is pissed off at being hooked to the machine, excuse my language, there really is no other way to truly describe that.
But his dear baby blues looked at me.
I looked at him and told him I love him repeatedly.
I told him he needs to get well so we can go to Paris.
I talked about his going fishing, I talked about walking along the Seine, I talked about my silly cat jumping in the sink, so I decided to give him a bath, to his chagrin. I told him anything I could to help to relax him.
It wasn't really working, they did sedate him again, but not as much.
The EEG and the CAT scans were normal, the pathology came back normal. The fever was gone, just the breathing is tough.
Tomorrow they repeat the scan to rule out stroke.
Take the dang tube out and let him breathe.
My heart is filled with the fact I saw his baby blues, and that will have to do for now.
Thanks for your continued prayers.
walked 2.5 miles.
breakfast - oatmeal and coffee decaf
lunch - larabar and water
snack - plum
dinner - hamburger on a bun with mustard and ketchup and a coffee milk.
But who cares about eating.
My nick name for my hubby has been Blue, due to his beautiful eyes. He calls me Pearls because he gave me Pearls when we married.
Here is the card I made for him.
Oh, and my personal goal right now for my weight at this moment (small goal) is to reach 191 so that I can be Obese, as opposed to the higher level above Obese.
But this is not the way to lose weight.
Tomorrow I have a job interview.
What a week.