I went to my gym, Dynamic Dimensions, here in Moss Bluff, this morning for the first time in over three months. Prior to Eric's illness, I was there most every day. So to say I missed it is an understatement. I pushed through Step class, a challenging but fun aerobic workout. My gym buddy/instructor Karen was there with GREAT BIG HUGS! Yay! Felt so good to exercise again, heart pounding in my chest, sweating profusely, legs screaming. Haven't felt that exhilaration, that high, in way too long.
You would think now that we're all home and Eric is recovering that we'd all be sleeping better, right? Wrong. Sleep, or the lack of it, remains a big issue for all of us. Except Andrew. Eric's ventilator alarm goes off every time he coughs or the tubing becomes disconnected. His NG feeding pump beeps when we need to add more food. Once he wakes up, he coughs more. When he coughs, he needs to be suctioned. And then it's difficult to go back to sleep. I think maybe we just need to work out a few kinks, tweak our set-up a bit, hire the sandman, then hopefully we'll all sleep better.
Have a good night.