"They can't keep a good man down."

Last night before I left to go sleep, Jackson got all worked up over the deep suctioning they were doing and started to hyperventilate.  They had to bag him temporarily to give him more oxygen.  I think it took a year or two off my life.  I hate that ventilator and can't wait until we can be rid of it.  I'm sure Jackson agrees.

Today has been another quiet day.  His pressure is still low and steady.  The CT scan this morning showed improvement with the swelling.  The plan is to reduce the saline and see if his brain will stay about the same without it.  We will lower sodium levels over the next few days and see how he does, then do another CT scan on Sunday or Monday.  The floor pediatrician said she rarely sees kids backslide with swelling when they get to this point, so we are optimistic.

Jackson doesn't seem to have lost muscle tone or strength.  He sat straight up in bed yesterday when they started to suction him, as well as moving arms and legs around.  And this is in a drug-induced coma.  I guess I never thought about how active my boys are, but even this amazes me.

As hard as it is to wait, I am learning that sometimes you have to take things at the Lord's pace.  I know that He hears our prayers and I am so thankful for all of you and your prayers and encouragement!  3 Nephi 18:20

Love, 

Momma