Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Getting There
You heard the song--What a difference a day makes--24 little hours! Well for Jay it was more like 48 hours maybe a little more. But he is back in the land of reality again, getting talkative ( but now making sense), and the wittiness has returned. He has been moved to another floor and his lung doctor said one more move and he is out the door. All the tubes are gone and he spent most of today without oxygen stuck in his nose.
So it is looking good . I meet with the Dietitain tomorrow at the hospital to see if we can come up with a plan that covers all his problems not just sugar, or salt, or potassium. Hopefully this will get me on the right track for feeding him correctly.
So soon he will be home and the new style of life begins!
