Apr 17, 2004 16:08
i hold his hand and he squeezes as hard as he can, the calace on his hands from the clenching in pain is thick but i can still feel warmth. he wouldnt let go, my heel is smashed and i need to wrap a bandage over it but he wouldnt let go, i was okay with that.
lizzie will stay up untill 2 than wake chirstina up so they work in shifts. he needs constant attention, every hour the buzzer rings and we need to reposisition his body because he gets massive bruises from being in the same position too long. he is on an oxygen tank
and he sleeps with bloodshot eyes open, left eye watching the spot where i was sleeping next to him, right eye staring off into space, his hand outstreched near where my body used to sleep,
sometimes a lady will come and stay from 10pm to 7 am with him so lizzie and christina can sleep, when he is awake he is usually moaning, he cant use the bathroom himself anymore. he barely ever sleeps, we had to wake him up so he didnt get more bruises,
and when he is so exausted he will fall asleep with his eyes open