Mom arrives the next day to Florida. I was happy to tell her one the phone just before you boarded, that things we a lot better than dead! As a matter of fact, they were wanting to lift the sedation, and take out your breathing tube. So they slowly reduce the amount of sedation you are receiving and for about thirty minutes they give you a bit of hyperoxygenation, and then remove the tube. Crash has to leave your room to take care of an incident, so he missed it when you said the f-word a couple times to the nurse! Directly after this was when I was able to speak to your nurse. She told she had just removed the breathing tube and you told her how you felt about the thing....in a mumbled half spoken sort of manner. She said you are beginning to respond when people speak...and that's the best we could hope for so soon.
There was a follow up CT to see if the bleeding in the frontal lobe of your brain had gotten any larger. The answer was "No". Whew!
It was also this day that Megan P puts out a notice: "Sorry for those who were told Jay was dead. He's NOT dead, REPEAT NOT DEAD!" haha, how many times does a gal say that in her lifetime. It is also on this day where we really start seeing that this gal is really something else...a godsend, if you will. The word is out that Jay aka HotRod is not dead...and they begin posting words of encouragement all over your facebook, and our cell phones go CRAZY!!!
You also were able to speak a bit. You remembered that you crashed your bike, and you remembered the events of the day. We also learn that the ICU is going to transfer you out because they are confident that you are not in danger of your life. When I spoke to your nurse, I say...."I'm a nurse too, give it to me straight" She tells me they were shocked that you made it. She said they had spoke of calling the transplant team. You don't look too ugly...not much more than normal...but it doesn't take too much injury appearing on the outside of the head, for there to be devastating injuries inside.
Mom arrives today, and you recognize her...but went a little nuts. You began to yell, and thrash around and beg her to help you...you stated you were in so much pain....please help me, please help me...the nurse comes in with morphine and you fall back "asleep".
Mom n Jay
Back in the nineteen hundreds
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