How it all began...

This blog idea started as I was looking through a dear friend's blog on her son's fight with Leukemia. I thought it would be a great idea to do it as well considering the circumstances that our family are living through at the moment. This way, everyone will get the same news while I won't have to repeat myself quite so much! Not that I don't love to talk, you all know I do, but honnestly over the past week I have quite literally talked my throat hoarse.

Most of you all know how this started so I'll simply summarize by saying that my sweet and wonderful husband, Dave, was diagnosed with Necrotizing Faciitis (also known as Flesh Eating Disease), on Wednesday March 19th, 2008. It likely began in an abscessed tooth, and quickly spread to his neck and then to his chest area.

During the first surgery, agressive treament was done. I won't go into details, not everyone wants the colorful parts. Suffice it to say that by Thursday, he was unrecognizable as the old Dave. In the ICU, he was as still as a statue. Anyone who knows Dave knows that he can't sit still for more than a minute at a time unless he's sleeping. At rest, he still moves almost constantly. Needless to say, it was a shock to see him this way with a huge bandage around his neck. I was told that he had 5 drains in his neck and that the surgery had gone as well as could be expected.

He has been kept heavily sedated ever since to prevent him from pulling the ventilator tube out of his nose and also to help ease the stress and pain of the situation. In the evening, he briefly opened his eyes for me, but quickly went back to sleep.

His condition is critical, but he is a stong man. We are praying hard for his recovery.