Moved from ICU to the floor today.
Just so you know, parados, he still has his catheter. Will probably come out tomorrow.
Other lines are gone. NG tube clamped off. Bear finally got a sip of the Mt. Dew he's been craving. We made a toast with it.
So, I come home to fix the kids some dinner, call back up to the room and Bears oldest daughter (this godsend that arrived shortly after his surgery cause she could tell from my voice I was scared) tells me he's running a temp (+102) and they think it's pneumonia.
Seriously wondering what could possibly be next. This is crazy.
Was thinking he would be home by Monday since he went to the floor today. Hoping that is still possible.
The sheets and chocolates were perfect last night. I don't think I moved at all! I'll slip in on the other side tonight and sleep on Bears side where it's still crisp.
BTW, one of Bears first requests when he found out he was leaving ICU was to get out of that gown. He wanted to be naked again.
So... Everyone can now remove their sundresses. I'll let you know when you can put clothes back on.