Today has been a day of great highs and lows...

 Early this morning about 6am things were ok. Taylor had rested the night and I could see improvement. The second she awoke she acknowledged me then asked for Dad! I told her that he was helping sky get ready for school and getting Myles ready to come to the hospital. She then told me she was soaking wet, which was true. So I helped the nurse redress her bed. We had to turn her to the left side, which was extremely painful for her, then repeat with the other side. When we were finished she began crying hard, I did my best to comfort her. Once the morphine kicked in she was ok and out cold. In the ICU parents are not allowed from 7-8 am and 7-8 pm. So I then went and got ready for the day and even managed to eat a lil cream of wheat (last surgery I was unable to eat.) When I returned to T's room I found the nurse pulling out IVs and lines and wires. This was a good sign, very exciting in her progress. But she was again in so much pain she started crying so hard that the nurse had me no longer close to her. Today for the first time I think she is trying extra hard to be brave for the nurses and Dr's. So when something hurts or goes wrong she completely breaks down to me, sweet girl.

Then the nurse Kim told T that she had to sit up. So she did it! It was hard, it was painful, and it was exhausting. she cried to me and I had to have Kim sit by her to calm her down. But she did it. This was big for her lungs, and also to help verify her chest drainage tubes were almost empty. She sat up in the chair for 40 minutes!

 Once the verified the drainage to be minimal the next step was to remove the drainage tubes. Which was her last step before she could leave the ICU. There were 2 drainage tubes, the first cam out painful but well. But the second bugger was awful it wouldn't pull out so it tugged and tugged then splattered blood everywhere. IT WAS CRAZY PAINFUL, I could just tell. But that was the last step to going to the main floor. So we are out of the ICU, which means we are we are moving along.

At this point she did do amazing. She walked relatively well. She was dizzy and felt weak. But it was one more step in the right direction.

 So I was going to brag about what she ate. But... this has turned to be a brutal step. DANG YOU NAUSEA you are officially my nemesis.

Long story short she is still struggling. This is going to be an up hill battle the whole way. Or a roller coaster, ups downs highs and lows. Right now I am exhausted so I can only imagine how exhausted sweet T is:(.