Counted 'em today. Armpit to armpit, spaced 1/2" or so apart. They are holding the big "clamshell" incision together, as it's officially called. We prefer "sharkbite" it's more exciting and dangerous. He'll have one impressive scar, that's for sure. Should be good for impressing the opposite sex on the beach!!! The staples will come out next week.
So, as my friend Jan said, we (I mean Donovan) is now in the Bridal Suite, a private room. How fantastic to have all my kids able to spend time freely with Donovan, no one "on the clock" counting our visiting minutes, and not limiting us to 2 at a time. Having said all that, part of our visit is spent whispering quietly while he sleeps.
Donovan is sitting up for short periods of time now, some of it in a chair, and some on the side of the bed. Woo-hoo! He stands with help, but the legs are definitely that of the newborn"bambi" variety. It will come.
So tonite, we still need to ask for prayers for a good, deep sleep...preferably without vivid and/or scary dreams for our son. He also would like to lose the "Kankles" or calves that lead into big,swollen feet. He's got about 10 pounds of fluid on him. He is also having some blood pressure issues, due to the antirejection drugs, and blood sugar that is all over the map. The continuous insulin drip is being exchanged for shots, and this should help with regulation. of the blood sugar. He's also complaining about bad, bad heartburn...is he mistaking this for incision pain? Not sure, but same location. So...a few things that God can help us "tweak" although He's been so gracious already.
On the blessing side...coughing is coming easier, we've seen a few smiles, and he's definitely living in the here and now! And no complaints of pain with any pokes, prods or procedures. Thank you God! We've bought him a P.S.P. (one of those portable playstation thingies) and he has shown some interest in that. His Ipod has been listened to .... he's coming back to his old techno self....
Blessings abound with all the visits, encouragement and prayers of friends. We love you all, and thank God daily that we are not journeying alone...
I was able to hear most of my poetry on CBC today...I think I missed the first poem only. Yes, kleenex required. Sorry about that, folks, but writing is my therapy. Keeps me out of a rubber room.
Off to do something normal for a change...watch a movie with my kids!
love, Beth
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