When you're up, you're up...

What's the camp song? When you're up, you're up... when you're down, you're down, but you're only half way up you're neither up nor down.

That pretty well sums up the afternoon. It takes like 9-12 hours to get him off the sedative, of which he's not happy about. He's so "thrashy" (another new word) that he's causing more bleeding, which put the un-sedating process on hold for a good two hours. The plan is to let him wake up fully and hope he'll be more agreeable to leave his head/neck alone. He may be more agreeable, but that doesn't mean he won't be equally as ornery. We'll see.

We're trying to figure out how best to get him from half sedated to awake, without giving him too much meds that it'll just sedate him further, but still manage his pain. He clearly doesn't like this half awake, half asleep thing (who would?) so it's hard to tell that from straight pain. My head is spinning because the nurses want our opinion, but what do I know? (apparently more than many families, she said).

When I switched out someone to sit in his room (only two at a time!) they were talking about dropping his sedative from half a dose to a quarter of a dose. He's been opening his eyes from time to time, so he's already waking up a little.

I can't help but feel clueless, like the only thing I know is what happened a minute ago (but don't ask me what happened an hour ago, it all blurs together!) All this and I even got some sleep last night! Sheesh!