What a difference a day makes. This morning Dick was hooked up in every way imaginable including still to the ventilator. I went to the hospital around 6:00 AM because doctors were going to take him off the breathing machine. By the time I arrived the procedure had not taken place yet he was still hooked up BUT he was breathing on his own. It was like breathing through a straw and Dick was having difficulty doing it, so the schedule procedure went forward around 8:30 AM. I was nicely asked to leave when they were doing this, so I went home. Totally exhausted, I took a nap and returned after lunch.
When I walked into his room, he was sitting up, wearing his glasses, and talking. WOW! I couldn't believe the difference. He is getting color back into his face and although he still is weak and has pain, you can see the obvious improvement. He was moved to another ICU room, no longer needing a one on one nurse. By the time I left, he was watching Jeopardy.
The Argus Leader had a article today that said what would happen if Dick wasn't able to return to the Commission. I know they were looking at the worse case scenario, but the way he is progressing, he not only will return to the Commission but he will be returning stronger then ever. At this pace, he will be getting to rehab ahead of schedule. What an amazing turn around and what an amazing difference twelve hours makes.
This is such a declaration of God's healing hand upon Dick. Thank you all for praying.