I'm almost too emotionally spent to even post anything tonight. I went to the hospital for a couple of hours and it was non-stop drama from start to finish. They've been trying to put in an arterial line for the past three or four days and to no avail. Tonight, they FINALLY got it in and so far so good. That means they don't have to stick him as much. They can pull blood from that spot to test all the various things.
He's still on the oscillator. It's does all the breathing for him at such an intense rate, it actually shakes him so he looks like he's on one of those vibrating beds--except that it takes way more than quarters to pay for each minute.
I'm not sure why it's so hard to see him so sedated, so hooked up to machines and just tubes wires and poke holes everywhere. But it just makes the visits that much more taxing. That, and being told to hope for the best but prepare for the worst.
That's all I've got for tonight. I think these signs, kind of sum it all up...
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