Wednesday

Albert called me early in the morning to tell me that they had awoken Ian a couple of times just long enough to test if he could open his eyes, squeeze their hands, and wiggle his toes. I was so happy to hear that he could! Of course he couldn't talk because of the breathing tube and they wanted to keep him sedated until that was out so he wouldn't strain too much.

They did another CT scan and the doctors were all very pleased about how it looked. The work they did looked good and the bruising and damage to the brain itself was very minimal . They had seen bruising in the brain the day before but had expected it to get much worse today, but it had stayed just about the same. What a blessing!! We fell very grateful and many nurses commented about how lucky he was to have so little brain injury.

The day was spent in the PICU and the breathing tube was removed and they took him off the medicine to sedate him. Again it was so wonderful to hear his little voice. He was very quiet and slept a lot. And he still kept saying he had no pain and felt fine except for the neck brace which he was beginning to violently hate.

That night Albert stayed with him again and I went to my mother's.