Thursday

When I arrived to the PICU Thursday morning, I was in a panic because Ian's bed was empty! Albert was sitting on the edge of it talking with two nurses. He seemed calm but where was my boy?! I entered and realized my little guy was sitting up in the rocking chair! His head was swollen worse than before but he looked so cute in the big rocking chair. He also had his neck brace off, which I knew he had really hated. The nurses were talking about getting him out of the PICU and moving him to a room in the NT (Neuro/Trauma) Unit. He had eaten some jello and yogurt and sipped some water. But after we made the move to the new room he was quite tired and didn't eat or drink much more this day. This night I was able to stay with my little Ian and Albert stayed too. Either taking turns holding hands and trying to comfort Ian during the night or cramming both of us on the single bed in the room for the parent. I was so grateful to be there helping my little Ian, and relieving some of the strain on Albert.