February 9th - Update

Jared is resting comfortably, yawning tons and making good progress. He will be moved to another room in PICU tomorrow, one with a window to help him acclimate to day and night. They want to try and get him into a wheel chair and let him have ice cream, too!

Tonight he was getting aggravated, he doesn't want to be tied down. He started to yell at the nurse, "I need to shower." Lee told him we bought him some new deodorant, and Jared responded "I need a shower first, before axe" (deodorant).


What a ride! I thought I knew everything I needed to about brain trauma from the documentaries we watch, but they never explain the "awakening stages."

Earlier Jared recognized me but was still pretty groggy. Then this evening he was staring at me and all of a sudden he had a different look and he began mumbling words. You could say he literally "woke up, fighting". Jared began jerking his arm around, what I thought was a seizure, so I looked for the doctor who came in just as Jared started shouting. I realized quickly what he said and knew that he was punching me, he was remembering the sparring match.

I'm still not sure how I feel about all of that, everyone here thinks it was funny. I will let you know my opinion in a few days.

He couldn't remember who I was at this point. His brain, is just trying to "re-boot" and everything is really confusing. Later tonight he called my name, relief (again).

I think I'm ready to get of this emotional roller coaster!

I went back to get some sleep, I don't know how I even made it back. I had plans to do laundry, shower, clean our room, etc... I sat on the bed and I was out. I slept a whole two hours, showered and fell back to sleep for another hour. Holy Hannah it all caught up with me. Then I had to have another meltdown so I could rise to the challenge of the new night.

I'm sitting here in the quiet, I can't believe how loud all of the machines were, I'm glad (and grateful) they are gone. Jared is resting comfortably and he is even "sawing logs." Maybe it will be a quiet night. I just want my baby to be able to get some needed rest without being overly drugged.

Watching Jared go through so many emotions today was pretty hard.

Our bishop and his counselors came down to visit, it was very nice of them to come and give their support, we truly found a good ward to be in. Their wives all sent gifts, which I appreciate. I love the blanket that was sent, it's warmer than the one the hospital gave me to use, and feels more like a piece of home.

Here's my shout out to Jennae, Jill and Jennifer (and hubbies), thanks for the gifts and kind words of comfort. I love you!

I appreciate all of the comments that have been sent via text, blog, Facebook, etc... These have sustained me through a rough time.

Sunday, before Lee left for St. George, he gave me a blessing. In that blessing, he prayed that I would have the strength to withstand the challenges of this week. I know that I made it through last night strong, because of that blessing.

- Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest. (Joshua 1:9) This is the scripture that has been on my mind all day and has given me comfort.

Now, for a funny! For those who know me well, you know that I tend to run into walls, a LoT! So, tonight I was going out to the car and I was walking between my car and the one parked next to me, when all of a sudden I felt massive pain in my knee. I had just hyperextended it and was kind of jerked back. I could't figure out what happened until I looked down and noticed the car next to me had his wheels turned outward, instead of straight. I ran right into the tire, so hard that I now have the tread marks on my khaki colored pants. Aaaarrrggghhh, only I could do something like that!!! LoL:). Going to rest while Jared is sleeping, good night to all.