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“I am breathing on my own”
This morning I was both nervous and excited to go see Jesse. He had not slept yet another night, so I wasn’t sure what I would find this morning.
It felt like a first date. I put on a colorful sweater and some make-up. I couldn’t wait to see his bright beautiful eyes looking at me.
When I arrived a family friend and (brother) Jody met me in the waiting area. We walked back to see Jess, when he saw me he mouthed “I love you” from beneath his tubes. I’m always relieved that he remembers who I am, or at least someone he loves.
Medical staff was in and out of the room. Jess’s son Matt arrived. After some testing, the decision was made to remove him from the ventilator. Unbelievable!
We excitedly returned to the waiting area until the doctor came out to tell us he was doing fine. He was being “cleaned-up” and the nurse would come out to get us.
We readily returned to his room. In a very low, raspy whisper, Jesse looked me in the eyes and his first words were,
“I am breathing on my own.”
Childlike and innocent, tired and disoriented, Jess kept trying to tell me he was going to be taken to his room. (He was in his room). Several people came to visit, he was anxious and exhausted. He had requested for everyone to leave. Jess asked if I would ask the nurse for a sleep aid – I knew they would not give him anything until the evening. We left him for a couple of hours but he still did not sleep.
Upon returning Jess wanted me to have this pertinent information:
“I’ve been here for four weeks.”
(Yes, I know honey)
“The doctor said I had a big heart attack.”
(Yes, I know honey)
“They said I have a temperature.”
(Yes, I know honey)
And then he looked at me eagerly, “When do I get to eat?” Allowing the nurse to handle that one he thought for a moment and came back with, “Ask my nurse if she put back my feeding tube.” No, not yet. I also allowed her to deliver that the tube would be inserted via his nostril. Not the kind of meal he was looking for.
Jess is on oxygen, pacers, and the medications continue to drip. He is very weak. I had explained to him that he was still very groggy, disoriented and confused. This is normal – he must be patient and do as he is told. He understood what I was telling him and nodded his head in agreement. He started talking about San Diego and I never really figured out where that was heading – with his low whisper and the humming of the machines, it was very difficult to understand everything he was saying.
I asked Jess who was at home. He responded, “Phoebe and Hobbes.”
When I left for the evening I wished him a good night’s sleep.
Jess returned with a locked gaze, “Drive safely.”
Love your loved ones and hold them tight. It is all that really matters.
Goodnight. Doodle Kisses. J, J, P and H.
It felt like a first date. I put on a colorful sweater and some make-up. I couldn’t wait to see his bright beautiful eyes looking at me.
When I arrived a family friend and (brother) Jody met me in the waiting area. We walked back to see Jess, when he saw me he mouthed “I love you” from beneath his tubes. I’m always relieved that he remembers who I am, or at least someone he loves.
Medical staff was in and out of the room. Jess’s son Matt arrived. After some testing, the decision was made to remove him from the ventilator. Unbelievable!
We excitedly returned to the waiting area until the doctor came out to tell us he was doing fine. He was being “cleaned-up” and the nurse would come out to get us.
We readily returned to his room. In a very low, raspy whisper, Jesse looked me in the eyes and his first words were,
“I am breathing on my own.”
Childlike and innocent, tired and disoriented, Jess kept trying to tell me he was going to be taken to his room. (He was in his room). Several people came to visit, he was anxious and exhausted. He had requested for everyone to leave. Jess asked if I would ask the nurse for a sleep aid – I knew they would not give him anything until the evening. We left him for a couple of hours but he still did not sleep.
Upon returning Jess wanted me to have this pertinent information:
“I’ve been here for four weeks.”
(Yes, I know honey)
“The doctor said I had a big heart attack.”
(Yes, I know honey)
“They said I have a temperature.”
(Yes, I know honey)
And then he looked at me eagerly, “When do I get to eat?” Allowing the nurse to handle that one he thought for a moment and came back with, “Ask my nurse if she put back my feeding tube.” No, not yet. I also allowed her to deliver that the tube would be inserted via his nostril. Not the kind of meal he was looking for.
Jess is on oxygen, pacers, and the medications continue to drip. He is very weak. I had explained to him that he was still very groggy, disoriented and confused. This is normal – he must be patient and do as he is told. He understood what I was telling him and nodded his head in agreement. He started talking about San Diego and I never really figured out where that was heading – with his low whisper and the humming of the machines, it was very difficult to understand everything he was saying.
I asked Jess who was at home. He responded, “Phoebe and Hobbes.”
When I left for the evening I wished him a good night’s sleep.
Jess returned with a locked gaze, “Drive safely.”
Love your loved ones and hold them tight. It is all that really matters.
Goodnight. Doodle Kisses. J, J, P and H.
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Comment by Susan on March 25, 2009 at 5:55pm
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Oh Janet! I am so excited to read this! Fabulous news! We will be having that glass of wine before you know it!
Jess must be a fighter to pull thru this.
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Comment by 2SCdoodles on March 25, 2009 at 4:41pm
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Oh, what a miracle! I read this aloud to my husband. It was so moving! Everyday I come home and look for your updates. We are so happy that you have had such wonderful news to share.
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Comment by Denise, Winnie, and AngelAbby on March 25, 2009 at 10:51am
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How wonderful!! The power of prayer is an amazing thing - and he has tons of that here from DoodleKisses., along with everywhere else. Jesse may be in a weakened state right now but he is strong of heart - and will. You all will continue to be in my prayers.
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Comment by Joy Williams on March 25, 2009 at 10:14am
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I am just going to HAVE to stop reading your updates on Jess' progress while at work. I can't control the tears (of joy) after I read them! But I just don't want to wait til I get home to check on you guys. Such good news to hear that he is breathing on his own and talking. You must be ecstatic!
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Comment by Karen, Jasper and Jackdoodle on March 25, 2009 at 9:10am
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This update brought tears to my eyes. We are all indeed privileged to share this experience with you and Jess. Continued prayers for continued progress, and thank you for reminding us what really matters in life.
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Comment by Elizabeth on March 25, 2009 at 8:40am
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What a long way he has come, and how comforting to hear his voice- as soft and raspy as it may be. Don and I (and Sophie of course) will be thinking of you, Jess, and your doodles... and praying hard for more wonderful progress!
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Comment by Missi on March 25, 2009 at 8:26am
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CONGRATULATIONS! I am so happy to hear such wonderful news this morning. I will be out of town for a few days, but look forward to great news when I return next week. Plus, I'm glad that you signed J, J, P and H....for a while you only had one J; two J's, definitely better! Love to you all from Lizzie and me!
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Comment by Carol Ramsey on March 25, 2009 at 8:09am
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We are witnessing a miracle. Love you all. Carol
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Comment by Marianne *OZZY & ZOEY on March 25, 2009 at 7:29am
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I love your updates Janet, each one is getting better and better...you guys are still in my prayers.....waiting for the update that says you are bringing Jesse home.
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Comment by Kim Williams on March 25, 2009 at 7:26am
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I am so happy that you can communicate with Jess. The storm is over and the sun is coming out!!!!
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