Friday, March 2, 2007

End of day 2

What a day today... I'm exhausted, which is good because they want me to sleep an awful lot. This morning, even before Mommy and Pop got here to see me, the doctors took my breathing tube out. So I'm breathing without any help, and I'm doing a good job of it, if I do say so myself. The nice nurses are giving me oxygen to make sure I'm getting enough. I'm still having some irregular heartbeats, but they haven't hooked me up to the pacemaker today. They're going to let me try to work it out myself. I don't know what that means, though. I had a high temperature again today too, so they're giving me medicine for that too.

I got really mad this afternoon when they tried to mess with me a little, and my Mommy didn't care for that at all. She tried to calm me down, along with Grandpa John, but I would have nothing to do with it. I've got so much energy already that I can grab and kick and throw a really good fit. Apparently the nurses don't like that because they gave me some more of that sleep medicine to make me calm down.

They did take out my catheter and another tube today that was measuring some pressure in my heart. They told Mommy that was a good thing. And now I'm making wet diapers again. That'll show those nurses! So three tubes out today... I'm in a hurry to get better!


  1. Good job, kid. I know you are really proud of yourself getting all this stuff taken out of you but how the heck are you going to get bionic if you keep removing all the pieces that make you so? I know, I know...some people want a boy and some want a girl, I want a cyborg.


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