Where to start?
After posting last night things were in the toilet. Elijah was in a considerable amount of pain. He began hallucinating which led to panic attacks which led to hyperventilating which led to being put on oxygen. After that few hours passed and he calmed down he then became disoriented which led to him freaking out again. In the middle of all that was the constant pain (or inability to deal with some pain from being so over tired because he's pretty drugged up).
I fiddled and fumbled from midnight until 5:30 AM to find anything to make him comfortable so he would quit freaking out and think I had three eyes. Another night without sleep.
A hot wash cloth.
Yep, that's all it took. I put a hot wash cloth on the left side of his neck and he went right to sleep. The doctor suspects he was having muscle spasms. I would rather try to keep it under control with warm towels, but they will give him Valium if I want. Personally, he has enough damn meds in him so if a little more work on my part will prevent it I think that's the way to go.
Thank God for my dear husband. I passed out completely and for the most part so did Elijah. When he needed tending to Homer took care of it so I could sleep/rest until around 2:00PM (I think).
After a very restful day OT showed up to assess Elijah's arm and make plans to work with it. I'm supposed to make sure he squeezes a stress ball ten times an hour all day long yet here we are 10 hours later and no ball. Details. I'm also supposed to encourage him to do things for himself...feeding, dressing, etc. to keep the left arm moving. I can tell he is already losing strength in it from laying around.
After OT was PT. She did her assessment and then when we were getting him up my ex walked in the door with Emily. I had requested a bit of a warning, but apparently that was too much to ask. Hopefully, Emily didn't hear what Elijah said and the therapist shooed them out until we had him situated in a chair. The lower half of the leg is still a club that lands however it wants, but he seemed to be lifting with the upper half of his leg much better. Tomorrow someone will come cast his leg to make a plastic brace to hold the foot and ankle straight.
Being the meaner I am I made him sit in the chair for about 30 minutes during which time Homer and I talked with his dad and Emily. He ignored it all. The next big surprise was his best buddy who is a neighbor showed up with two other friends. Jordan's mom drove 360 miles for a ten minute visit just to drive home again. Amazingly considerate woman. It was an emotional moment when both boys cried over the realization of how so much will be changed if Elijah doesn't recover.
Once everyone left Homer went shopping for us, Emily and her dad dropped off some fish, jerky and pajamas for Elijah. Then it was room cleaning, dinner and email checking time. Homer went to sleep about 9:00 as he hasn't slept for several days either and I've stayed up. About to catch me a couple hours right now so maybe I can get my days and nights turned back around. I finally got some clippers after asking someone to shave his head for three days and I worked on shaving the rest of his very long hair off, but his head hurt too much. I'm about 1/2 done and the clippers have to go back in six hours. Nice. Maybe at meds at 4:00AM he'll let me finish.
I can't get the mobile blogging thing to work to upload photos. Maybe I'll be able to figure it out tomorrow. It will be another long and busy day trying to help my son recover. If you have questions, please, ask them and I'll do a Q&A later today. Having all of you to "talk" to is relieving. Thanks!