Today was a little better than yesterday.  Mike seemed more coherent,at least while I was around.  He slept quite a bit, according to him, when I was at work.  But he enjoyed a two hour visit with Dr. H today.  Everyday, Mike thanks God for Dr. H's friendship, and for God sending him to us when we needed him most.

Mike ended up coughing and throwing up his breakfast, but he quickly told me he drank a Boost shake to make up for whatever he lost.  This cough continues to linger, but it appears to only be upper chest congestion.  It can get real annoying at night when Mike's trying to lay down at night to sleep.  Then it keeps both of us awake.

I bought Mike a memory foam pillow yesterday to see if it would help with his bedsores.  I was hoping it would allieviate some of the pressure he is experiencing on those open wounds.  I'm not sure it is doing the trick of taking all the pain away, but I think it is helping.  The Home Health nurse told us yesterday that she has seen some patients with these sores so deep she could see bone.  That quickly creeped Mike and I out.  We hope we never experience this pain to that degree.  I guess that goes to show; things can always be worse.

I'm real tired this evening so I'm going to keep this short.  Thank you for continuing to remember us in your thoughts and prayers.