After Dad's big 2-1/2 hour party, we all expected him to need hours and hours of sleep. I mean, let's be realistic... up until this point a couple of minutes of lucidity knocked him out for at least 15 minutes.
But as Gomer Pyle would say, "Surprise, Surprise!" Tricia Lynn and grandson Michael spent the night at the hospital Thursday, and Dad apparently had several more periods of wakefulness. None were the big 2 hour variety, but he was awake. Praise God for more signs of continued progress!
During the staff shift change, TL went to the cafeteria to get Dad some frozen yogurt (he promised her he'd wake up to eat it when she returned). He did & ate "almost the whole cup." He kept telling her how nummy it was and how much he liked ice cream.
After Michael and TL were able to sneak a couple of visitors in to Dad's greeting of something like "it's Richard and by gosh, it's Josh"). Once he quit trying to, as TL put it, "entertain his visitors", he slept pretty much all night and awoke to her voice at 6:30. Breakfast arrived shortly thereafter and he ate "quite a bit of it too. He had been asking for coffee last night & this am his coffee was ready and waiting. (Not extra hot like he likes it best but we'll have to work up to that anyway)."
Tricia Lynn's recap of the night, "I think he's making great progress! Let's pray we continue this path."
God Bless,
Johnny:)
