Marching For Miracles

‎5/2/12Days are passing so fast. Feels like 3 but on the 6th. Sunday today, thinking about God, wondering what he has in store for us...
Lincolne spent 3 hours in a chair yesterday and he's off the dripped meds, which is good because he's not hooked up to anything except monitors. I don't think he'll get out of ICU today more because of Hospital resources than his condition, but they are trying,... fingers crossed. His blood pressure remains low, he is constantly tired and is thinking more about the journey ahead of him. He's pieced together a plan for full recovery, he knows what he can do, he knows what we can do, the rest is up to God. Sharon & I also have a plan, ours caters to a few more contingencies and leaves God with a few more options.
I got to see the physio help him cough and do breathing exercises last night. She was brutal, like a cage fighter doing the ground and pound - but he coughed up more "stuff" and for the first time all his air passages are clear. Afterwards Lincolne said that when he gets out of here he'd like to do some boxing or martial arts, maybe he wants to get her back.
Lincolne is taking it in his stride. He's maintained a happy disposition and unusual tolerance, except when his mum spills OJ down his neck brace. For someone who prefers to mostly avoid physical contact he's coping well with having his teeth brushed and other personal care handled by others. He says he needs to have a big stretch...but can't.
ICU never sleeps. Crazy place with a bunch of smart people looking after mostly crazy people - I never said that. I met relatives of the new tenants this morning. One mother's son was firebombed. Another's husband tried to hang himself. I was just hugging her while she was sobbing uncontrollably. When she composed herself she just let it all out, two kids, 4 & 7, and a mother in law who was upset with her because she couldn't keep it together. Another young kid, 21, was here for his brother who'd fallen and knocked himself out. But his real story - 3rd of 5 boys all with different fathers. His eldest brother the father figure was stabbed 4 years ago. When he recovered he shot his attacker and has spent the last 4 years in prison. He's a nice kid, makes a very good living as a drug runner, but thinking about a different path that may be better for his little brothers. It was a long morning in the waiting room, but I don't feel so bad about having to wait 3 hours to see Lincolne after all.
The guy in the bed across from Lincolne is worried about his garbage bins!Just heard, looks like Lincolne will go up to the spinal ward by lunchtime!