Walt was moved out of ICU and into the Respiratory Care ward late yesterday. The objective now, as I understand it from the nurses on the Respiratory Care ward, is to ween him off the ventilator. This morning, the nurse told me that he had been off the vent for about 2 hours yesterday. However, she was just meeting him for the first time this morning and was pretty unfamiliar with anything else...other than his meds etc.
"The Patient" seemed totally ambivalent about his new confines - or anything else for that matter - this morning. So he and I sat there, he in bed and myself in a chair, watching an electronic clock which was displayed on the TV and listening to the classical music they have piped into his room. Walt was quite fixated on the clock for several minutes, then seemed to get bored with the whole thing and dropped off to sleep.
I tried to impress upon him the importance being on top of his game for tomorrows St. Mary's evaluation, but again, ambivalence was the theme for this morning so I just left. Just like 40 years ago when he brought Patty to his house only to find his pain-in-the-ass little cousins there wanting him to play. Kinda the same reaction - if he ingored us long enough, we'd just go away :)
Alright, enough already with the trip down memory lane.
Until tomorrow....
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Rick - your commentary is great, the fact that this is updated everyday, and content all make this very useful. Keep it up!
I'll be checking everyday.
I'm glad that the clock was entertaining for him for at least a little while.
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