A few moments ago I got called into the ICU to sign consents for Zane's surgery tomorrow. They also asked me if I wanted to go in and see him. They had the sedation lifted just a tiny bit and I saw him move for the first time. I can't even begin to explain the relief that flooded my system just to see his legs move around in the bed. I went to the bed and stood by his head to talk to him. As I talked, I saw his eyes try to open. Obviously, they couldn't entirely because of the immense swelling. But, he did get them open a crack a couple of times. He opened his mouth and took his own breaths. When he was really getting squirmy I rubbed his leg and told him to calm down & stop giving the nurses trouble. His legs relaxed and he stopped moving. I believe he was hearing me. This was such a high point for us. Just to know that he may have heard what I was saying- what a miracle! It was so important to me to somehow be able to communicate the love and support we've been receiving to him.. and I think he heard it. Praise God! What an amazing gift! He truly knows right when to send little victories like this to sustain us through the trials.
He is also breathing on his own, using the ventilator for assistance only when needed. He decides when he takes a breath and how deep it is. He goes in for his second grafting surgery tomorrow and will have a third on Monday. Please continue to pray, especially in this period, that he stay free from infection. The risk heightens with each skin excision and each day that he stays on the ventilator.