Waking Up from the Coma

Today is the big day! Dr Cantu told us that he would stop the ketamine at 8am and to be at the hospital by 10am. At 9:40am he texted me on WhatsApp and told me that she woke up from the coma very calm and was doing so well that they were going to extubate (disconnect her feeding tube and ventilator) at 1:00pm! We went ahead and left for the hospital, since Melchor was already on his way.

It was nice to see her without the machines attached to her. It is unnerving to watch a machine breathe for someone. She was still, very much out of it from the ketamine. She just lay there with her eyes closed making strange faces. At 3:00pm she began moving her legs a lot. She is spitting up some, but they said this was normal. Bibb, of course, is micromanaging every move the ICU nurses make and expecting me to relay the message in Spanish (Note: I speak VERY little Spanish and certainly NO medical Spanish) Lol.

I think we will spend the night in the ICU tonight. Neither of us want Mom to wake up and there not be anyone here for her.

We ran back to the hotel long enough to throw a few things into a suitcase and pick up a pizza to go at CPK. Back at the hospital Bibb and I set up shop for the night. There were 2 other families "camping out" in the ICU waiting room. Bibb was the first to go back, then me, then Mom asked for Bibb again. By this time it was 9:30 and I was starting to get tired. I decided to try to get some rest while Bibb was with her. Between washing my face, brushing my teeth, and trying to get comfortable on the hard waiting room floor, it took me an hour to semi fall asleep. All of a sudden I hear, in an angered whisper, "AMANDA! What happened to you coming to relieve me?! It is 6AM!" I shot up from the floor exhausted and disoriented. "I'm sorry! Why didn't you come get me?! Don't be mad at me! I didn't even have my cell phone to set an alarm because you never brought it back to me!" "Here." Bibb said handing me my, now dead, cell phone. I went back to the ICU room and spent the next few hours exhausted and taking care of mom. (Note: there are no windows in the ICU room, so I have no idea how light or dark it is outside). All of a sudden I notice some numbers on one of Mom's monitors that appears to be changing every 60 seconds, but it can't be