Drug Holiday Take 2

Today we had another attempt at "drug holiday." It took Mason about an hour to wake up this time, but when he did, things got moving. He was able to focus on both Bill and I at different times and was able to put his washcloth in his mouth much better than yesterday. Now, I know, I said last night that we weren't going to offer a wet washcloth to Mason the next time, but we really didn't have a choice. Soon after he awoke, he reached over for his drool rag and wanted to suck on it like his regular wet washcloth. So, we gave in and got it wet for him. He did a great job avoiding the trach this time and didn't knock off the ventilator until the very end of the 2 hour holiday. He was able to soothe himself for most of the time, but when he'd had enough, he'd had enough and it was time to put him back on the paralytic.

They have ordered these "drug holiday's" twice a day. While it's really good for Mason physically, it's really hard on Mama emotionally. It is great to see my little man's eyes, see him recognize me, see him doing his usual tries at self soothing. It is heart wrenching to see him struggle to figure out what's going on and then to see him go back to sleep again. I pray for the day when he can fully wake up, not have to struggle to figure out what's going on, and continue down his path of recovery.

Well, I'd better sign off. Drug Holiday #3 has just begun. I expect I'll be saying "Hi" to my little guy soon.