Phew, pretty exhausted this evening. Will has been much more awake today. He even managed some jelly and ice cream for breakfast. He was in a lot of pain for much of the day but got an epidural at about 4pm which helped a lot. His throat is very sore from the ventilator so he can't talk much - and is too tired to do much talking anyway - but he's now very happy to lie there and be talked at. He did say earlier that he could already feel how different his breathing was - no chest tightness and he doesn't have to try at all when he breathes out. I've certainly never seen him breathing so slowly or effortlessly. We expect him to be in critical care another day or two and then hopefully he can move out onto the ward.
What a 48 hours! Don't know quite which way is up or where I am or what time it is, but we're doing ok. Some more sleep will be a very Good Thing. Seems so weird that this time two days ago we were just finishing Masterchef and heading off to bed as normal. Though I have to say that I felt very weird and unsettled on Thursday evening and had been "nesting" rather bizarrely. Re-arranging furniture and sorting out cupboards. When I did the washing up I left some greasy pans and thought to myself "hmmm, if we get the call tonight I'll be really annoyed to come back to these in three days' time". Somehow when the phone rang I wasn't entirely suprised.
It's absolutely fantastic that Will had been really working at the exercise for the last three weeks, and when they took bloods just before the op his infection markers were very low. So he went into all this in the best possible state he could, which should really help in the days to come.
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