ICU looking at me!

Phew!

We heard that it would be shocking to see him after such invasive surgery, but I swear he looked good. Our ICU nurse, Melissa said all his machines and numbers and thingys and bobbers were reading strong and positive and that with a little luck o'the Irish we might get that horrid tube/ventilater out tonight before she goes home at 7pm. I learned that he won't remember pretty near anything until sometime tomorrow. So he will wake up soon...and they will let him do that naturally, then check to make sure he has a couple of his faculties, like movement, then sedate him again so he can heal and gradually regain consciousness in a gentle way. He should be awake and pretty incoherant but awake tomorrow morning. 

So mom and I came home to feed a sweet Sheepdog and shake out the day a bit, Moll is on DadWatch 2011. We will return shortly for a peek. Then home again during shift change (6:30-8:30) and maybe one quick look again after dinner. Since he is going to be out (to lunch, of the building,) tonight we will all try to get some good rest and return in the AM. Tomorrow he will be not all there (two sandwiches short of a picnic, lights on nobody home) but will at least know we are present. Then the next step is getting him well enough to get out of the ICU so I can control the TV at long last.

Thank you all for the love and support, and to answer that burning question: the sandwich was great. I had it toasted.