Sorry…I am only writing a short blog tonight. I will catch everyone up on all the fine details this week, but I will get to the juicy stuff for tonight.
The kids and I awoke to what we thought was thunder, but turned out to be the demolition of Texas Stadium. We watched it on TV, and then heard it outside as the sound waves made their way to our part of town. As I wrote earlier, Katy is extubated, and has been breathing on her own since yesterday. The CVST doctor removed her last remining chest tube, today, leaving 2 vacs, a feeding tube, and her A line/central line left. She also still has 2 areas on her hips that will probably need skin grafts, and some packing on 2 of her limbs. As much as that sounds like, I can’t help but be happy to have her breathing on her own. Provided that nothing else pops up, the plan is for speech therapy to come in and try to see if she can swallow some food this week. This should also open the door for physical therapy and psych to come in. After reading several articles from counselors, psychiatrists, and families of long-term patients, I am even certain about my decision to require that no one sees her without me qualifying them. The quality of care that Katy receives will be of the utmost importance in her recovery. One mis-step, or poorly chosen words, could set back her mental acceptance of her situation. I am not prepared to gamble on my wife’s well being.
I wanted to say “thanks” to all the wrestlers who gave their time for the shows that took place this weekend. One thing I have learned about the pro wrestling communty is that wrestlers are always willing to give of themselves for a cause. Thanks to all my brothers in the ring.
Love to all,