Last week feels like a blur to me. I keep hearing from the nurses how bad he really was and then I get upset. You are almost too scared when you are going through this alone and you have to be sane to keep up the things that are happening right before your eyes and happening to your son. He is really amazing. Today he wanted me to rub his hands and pull his fingers. Guess they were cramping. I said "you good?" He answers "I am hanging in." It breaks my heart. But he is doing a great job. He said in the chair today, he breathes in the tube and coughs but he does it. He takes his medicine and is cooperative for the most part.
It was week from hell and I am glad it is behind us.
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