Saturday

Andrew has been slow and steady through the night and this morning. He got rid of a ton of urine and his pleural chest tubes are not very productive at this point. Good things. The plan is little changes today with the hope that he will be ready to loose the breathing tube tomorrow, maybe even the chest tubes if effusions stay away. 

The doctor turned off the ventricle part of the pacemaker and decreased the mA for the atrium part a little while ago and Andrew has tolerated that without difficulty. They will continue to wean down the ventilator as he tolerates with the hopes that he will start taking good breaths on his own. That means they want his sedation enough to keep him asleep, but not too much for him to breathe on his own. Steve and I are trying to rest and eat and drink reasonably : ) but we also want to be here if Andrew wakes up at all.

I do believe Andrew has the most chill room on the unit, possible the whole hospital. There is Jack Johnson playing quietly in the background while Andrew rests peacefully. We have both been here most of the morning, but we have scheduled each other breaks this afternoon. As hard as it is to pull ourselves away, we know it's crazy town to burn out now. When the Hulk, I mean Andrew wakes up, the parent role in this team effort gets much more involved. As hard as all this is, it is such a honor to be his parents. What a high calling!