The boys are well and I think both of them are itching to move! Rory was very awake today which was both a blessing and a curse for the poor little mite. They're weening him off the sedation with a view to taking him off the ventilator. The downside of that is, he's more aware now, and the tube is driving him insane. He is making serious attempts to take medical matters into his own hands and yank the whole lot out. While I admire his determination and self preservation, I'm not really inclined to encourage this course of action as it is not without it's problems!! Not the mention the fact that he could be barred from the ICU for life!! However Bob the Builder came to the rescue in the form of 3 DVDs and a large screen TV. This is a tricky time, he's fitter and less compliant but not yet ready to fly solo. He's also not willing to listen to reason and who could blame him.
Niall is progressing well, talk of discharge tomorrow continues but no conclusions have been reached - we'll know more in the morning. The ward, which he had to himself, is now starting to fill up so suddenly the accommodation has lost its sheen. Auntie Mags paid a flying visit again today - armed with delicious homemade cakes- she has truly embraced her inner domestic goddess since discovering that Nigella book. She's off to Cuba in the morning for 3 months, we will really miss her and her lemon meringue pie.
So fingers and all other bits crossed we'll see some movement closer to the door tomorrow.