Day 3 shift to regular room p.m.

James has been shifted out of ICU to a regular room. As much as I was worried about losing all the 1:1 care and worry about the regular ward being noisy it's seems nice and quiet and for now he has no roommate and is by the window, nice.

He hadn't been sleeping well at all. They tried Melatonin on top of the Ativan without much luck. Always difficult in the hospital but compounded by the lack of sleep before the surgery (breathing issues, stress and anxiety) being poked prodded and sponge bathed (at 5 a.m., really?) it's even worse. I'm really hoping he'll catch up with the much needed sleep in the new room.

The med staff in the ICU went rogue before moving us out by cutting long tab off the blue pen cap sticking out of the tube in his neck. It's slightly less insane looking now.

We had a fun trip from 3rd to 5th floors. Our favorite nurse, Beth, was driving the hospital bed with a little help and after waiting forever for the patient elevator found out that only one was working so she hopped us on the down even though we needed to go up as soon as she saw it open. We rode to the basement then back up with it stopping at almost every floor down and up for staff (without patients) who had called the elevator. Beth gave everyone of them grief for using/abusing the patient side ride and wouldn't let them on. Too funny. We'll miss Beth.