Sinking in

Dave had a "good" day yesterday. Or, I should say that it was as good as it gets when you're stuck in the hospital.

We spent the afternoon trying to watch a movie on our little DVD player but were interrupted over and over by nurses, physiotherapists, etc, etc, etc. We didn't mind, of course, it's to be expected.

When I returned last night with Benjamin and Dave started to talk about all of this, he started to realize and mean really realize just what's been happening. It's easy for us all to forget that he's been mostly out of it for the entire time and has absolutely no idea of the drama that was unfolding. I hope he talks about it and sees all of the blessings first, then the harder parts.

Still no news from the doctors on when those last two drains can come out. I know that he won't get the feeding tube removed until then. Dave is very very much looking forward to having real food soon. His choices will be limited for a while, but anything has got to be better than a tube!

His blood glucose levels were almost in the normal range yesterday. I think that was the best news of all yesterday.