Quite the handsome devil.

06 July 2012

Sunday is coming.

Jackson was running a slight temp this morning, probably due to stuff in his lungs.  They have gotten a lot out but it's hard to get everything until he is up and moving around and doing his own coughing, etc.  They are already giving him antibiotics, but they are doing some cultures and will add other antibiotics if necessary.  He got worked up this morning (as usual) by the respiratory therapy and had a hard time calming down.  Kept breathing over the ventilator.  The good news is that he should make the transition off of the vent a little more easily.  

Speaking of transitions, it looks like we will be making some on Sunday/Monday.  Everyone is starting to prepare him for the removal of the bolt (brain pressure monitor) and with that, hopefully other things will be removed.  Today they started giving him Precedex and will begin Methadone, which will wean him off of the sedatives.  Then we will get him off of the ventilator (yay!)  It looks like, if everything goes as planned and Jackson cooperates, we will be moving forward quite a bit in just a couple of days.  I'm excited and nervous at the same time.  It seems like Jackson wants to get off of everything--he is trying to come out of sedation and trying to breathe over the vent.  Progress is good but can be a little scary, too.

We have met some really nice people in the RMcD house.  I was telling someone today that this has been quite a roller coaster ride.  When people ask me how I'm doing, the answer can change from hour to hour.  Mostly I am just grateful for the Lord taking care of Jackson and putting him in the hands of some awesome people.

Emalie posted the link to a talk by Elder Wirthlin yesterday.  It was something I really needed to read.  I had to read this quote over and over to myself:

"Each of us will have our own Fridays--those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces.  We will all experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again.  We will all have our Fridays.

But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death--Sunday will come.  In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come."

I know this is true.  Sunday isn't too far away for us.  We will make it.



  1. You Ingrams are made of tough stuff, he'll be just fine

  2. Sending up our prayers for Jackson and his sweet family. May our Heavenly Father keep and bless you all.

    Janice and Chuck Case
    Statesboro, Georgia