The Morning After

I'm sitting with James in the ICU. He's doing so much better than last night. He's not ready for visitors yet but sends love to all.

He has tubes flowing from everywhere and a little MacGyver thing going on at the stoma, temporary tube has a pen cap tucked in to keep it open, modern medicine at it's finest!! Yikes! They've put him on insulin as the surgery shocked his body and levels are off. He's on a pain med that's keeping him comfortable without over doing it. He's said that his neck hurts all over, not surprising given the extremity of the surgery and the round the world stitches. Last night it sounded as though they were going to try to get him up and moving fairly quickly here. Not sure how that'll happen with current hook-ups but we'll see how the day progresses. Breathing is still nice and easy. Ahhhh.....

The plastic surgery team is supposed to swing by this a.m., in his words to "admire their handiwork". Communication is written pen to paper, old school and honestly perfect. I brought the white board in but he seems more comfortable with the clipboard/pen the nursing staff provided overnight.

I'll update again once the doctors stop by. xxoo Beth