Thursday night, January 7

Nicole is settling into her room on the forth floor. Room 408. That's right she had made the move. She still has not really slept since she came off of the ventilator. She is making up for the nine days she couldn't communicate. I really think she is worrying about them removing the drain tubes, she finds the thought of the doctor removing the tubes while she is conscious terrifying. Her medical status is much improved, but she still has away to go. She still has a lot of mucus to cough up out of her lungs and remains on antibiotics to fight the pneumonia. Her digestive system is returning to normal, but her appetite has yet to return. That is itself is a sign she still has a road ahead of her.

We are so grateful for all the love and friendship shown to her and our family. The prayers and thoughts from around the world have brought comfort as we have survived the last couple of weeks. The snacks and food you have delivered as we tailgated in the ICU waiting room have been a godsend. We have transferred some of them up to the Fourth Floor waiting room (the ones we didn't consume), our new home. Our worries have relaxed a little, but Nicole has become a little more work. She actually asks for things. Wants some ice chips, wants a Popsicle, a cool wash cloth, to look at her Facebook (it took a little while but I finally got her in, she couldn't remember which email address she had used). Non of this is complaining, we are just thrilled she can ask for things.