My friend's DH, Bill, was moved to a recovery center a few days ago!
He's off the respirator, the tracheotomy has twice been reduced in size and now is pushing its way out so they are going to remove it... and he's EATING. Pureed stuff right now, rather like meat and veggie pudding. LOL But he now can talk, and says it tastes good, and they're letting him experiment with other things. He has to take liquids a bit slow, the swallowing is still a bit tricky but one of the respiratory therapists came today to look at the tracheotomy--turns out he works also at that first hospital. He was so shocked to see Bill, he thought that he'd died! My friend is taking her hubby on 4 hour passes too, he got to go home today and play with their cats, and have lunch with her.
She plans on taking him back to that first hospital as soon as he's up to a longer outing. LOL
The therapist says he's the one percent who made it... that's how few survive the issues he's dealt with.
He is a miracle.
Gotta watch him though--he's talking about going back to work! LOL
Amigo is doing better. I've caught him sitting on the kitty condo a few times at night, and he's now voluntarily spending time sitting on my lap at meals... and I love it. He still spooks easily, but I don't suppose that will stop any time soon. It is, after all, what kept him alive outside the last few years...
I have reduced the debris in my living room somewhat--Hubert is beginning to complain about there being too much room--I can actually see the floor ! LOL
My kitchen is a mess though--had guests for dinner and we ate on TV trays--and the extra dishes slowed down my progress in that area for a bit. I'm tired, so I get really creative with excuses! LOL
I'll rest and get caught up...
Love you all, thanks for the love and support !~