Saturday, December 5, 2009
Where to start? This past week has been eventful. Last Sunday, the surgery residents decided Adam needed a tracheostomy because he'd been on the ventilator for almost two weeks. What they didn't count on was my refusal to allow it to be done. I had allowed everything else so far, but knew in my heart that a trach was not the right choice for Adam. I thought a few more days on the vent and he'd be ready to come off. I was right. He was extubated successfully on Wednesday. He now is on the oncology unit. One side effect of everything that has happened to him is that he is very confused and disoriented. He doesn't remember who any of us are. I am hoping that his memory will come back over the next several days.