January 11th, 2011 by Conor
It’s 5:51 AM. Conor still looks small is his “huge” chair. We’re staring at the snack tree and thinking about the Chinese food that we have in our hotel. I haven’t quite figured out my eating schedule on the night shift, but for the record I did take a shower today. Conor keeps talking about this feast we’re having tonight…I can’t wait. Tonight was a stable night. It feels strange to become familiar with room 5109. The beeping doesn’t scare me anymore as I can monitor Danny’s vitals and see that all is okay. I’ve never missed someone so much that is laying only feet away from me. Cindy boosted his sedation a bit because he was moving around. The best is when the sedation and paralytics wear off a bit and Danny can squeeze your hand. It’s inspiring. Danny is inspiring.