We decided to double up in the room on the "single" bed. Now we have done this before, but it was years ago and many pounds lighter. After getting up with him twice by crawling over my wife, I woke and told her to move to the back and let me take the edge.
She slept better, and I stayed up with him while trying to cat nap. The morning came, and she went to change. I took over the bed until noticing the stream of people was getting thicker and more frequent. Freshening up, I came back to explanations of the situation by the docs in charge.
"Not much to say, but the collar is off as of 10 minutes ago. Ate some ice chips and apple sauce."
They reviewed his situation again, noticing he was not happy with the collar, and that he could now sit up a little by himself. They removed the C collar, much to his and our relief. He was restless and irritated throughout the day. He began to get more control of his extremities, and he was reactive to a doctor who apologized profusely, but kept pinching his fingers and toes.
They finally had a room ready for him. We packed our treasure trove, and with several of us toting "stuff", we made our way to the new room. They brought him a special bed, with an attached tent that zipped from the outside. We found that the room has its own bathroom and shower, but only room for one to sleep, so Jackie took the rocking chair and let me have the couch/bed. In the early morning, she woke me and asked if I would change places with her. I couldn't sit very long in the rocking chair, so picked up my blanket and headed for the elevator. I snuck into the Family Waiting room, which was empty, and put back one of the chairs. I slept until Jackie texted me to come back down.
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