Day 7 - Are we there yet??

Well we are moving forward, but at a tortoise's pace (good news - the tortoise won) :)

Heather is still feeling very weak. I know that she would love to be typing this, or at least dictating, but fortunately she is actually sleeping, despite the near continuous roto-hammering going on on the room remodel a mere two feet from her head. She has woke up several times throughout the day convinced that the ceiling is collapsing on her. 

Last night we were able to get some sleep.  Luckily for us it is not a round-the-clock construction zone here in the ICU. 

The doctors came in earlier today and told Heather that they wanted to make sure that all of her bodily functions were working properly before they send her home. She was told that one way to get things headed in the right direction is to get up and get moving. 

Well, give Heather a task and she is going to get it done (I bet she was always the first person to turn in book reports).  As soon as our "team" left the room, Heather turned to me and said, "let's go for a walk." I got her up and we cruised down the hall at well over 0.3 mph :-) she did really good. We made it down the hall and back, but I think that was all of the extra energy she had. Back to bed.

She has been snoozing off and on, trying to build that energy back up for another walk. Appetite is poor and anytime she gets anything in her stomach, she gets pretty nauseated. Thanks again for smart people and drugs - Zofran - a great anti-nausea drug. 

All that being said, it looks like our hopes of going home today and seeing our house and dog and bed and quiet and etc. is not going to happen today. I talked to the nurse not long ago, and like most nurses, she could read between the lines of a doctor's statements. The nurse told me that she could pretty much tell by the doctor's tone of voice, that the earliest we were going to get out of here is tomorrow morning. 

Heather and I, as many of you know, really enjoy week long vacations. However, usually there is sun, sand, golf, swimming pools, and many wonderful people bringing us drinks with little umbrellas in them. None of that seems to be the case here, with the exception of the wonderful people taking care of us (no boat drinks though). 

 We are anxious to go home, especially since we are going to be back down here on November 2nd. I know I said it yesterday.

Here goes again... I think we will be going home tomorrow.