Saturday March 9th

Well I finally got to sleep in my own bed. How did it go?  Well let's just say that I was back at the Brigham just after 6:00.  I am finding it tough to leave him.

Upon arrival this morning I found him back in the mittens.  Seems that he got a bit agitated last night and decided he did not need his A line, used to monitor his blood pressure.  Damn thing wasn't working very well anyway.  I think he knew it had to be redone, which it was.  His nurse Denise also reported that sometime after midnight he was moving his right leg, something he has yet to do with much success.  These poor nurses, all I can say is I that its a good thing he is so cute.

Donna has been reading a very interesting book written by a woman who experienced a bleed and stroke.  She talks about how the presence of too many visitors at one time was very confusing and often frustrating.  Her mother, recognizing this, and the fact that the brain needs healing time became the policeman in this effort. This is likely the case with Greg and I don't think you guys will want to mess with Jill.  I think that we will talk today about how to manage this in an effort to keep him comfortable and less confused.  I know that we all have a need to be with him, but his long term healing will have to be the priority. The nurse this morning spoke about really limiting the number of people in his room at one time to avoid overstimulation and confusion.

Greg had another CAT can at 4:30 this morning and the doctors say that, although he shows some improvement from yesterday, he still is in moderate spasm on the left side. The hardest part right now is keeping him from pulling drains, lines etc, without the discomfort of restraints.

We will see see how today goes.
Mike