Thursday, September 3, 2009

I'm comin', I'm comin', for my head is bended low....

Today Kenny has been unable to leave his bed. He is back in diapers but not incontinent, just simply too weak to get up. Colleen came back this afternoon to check on him. He BP is no longer elevated and his heart rate is down to 54 today and is very regular, which in itself is an anomaly. He normally has an erratic heart rate but since day before yesterday when it decreased to 60 beats per minute, it has been slow but regulated...with the pacemaker, who knows. Maybe at the lower rate, it doesn't kick in. (You in the medical field know a heck of a lot more than I do. My speculation shows my ignorance, I am sure.)

He has eaten nothing and other than water to chase the Methadone every four hours, he has had nothing to drink. He complained about pain in his feet and lower legs but I think that was cramps from being in the same position for a number of hours.
I have not given him his regular medicine since last night at bedtime because his cognitive function is so poor that I cannot keep his attention long enough to get the meds in him. As I said, he is sleeping mostly and when I say sleeping, I mean it is almost like a coma...not an actual coma but he is so deeply asleep that he seems unconcious.

I ask your prayers for him. Please pray that God will be merciful and let him come home. Again, my own prayer for him is that he will go to bed in Murrells Inlet and wake up in Heaven. Gloria Deo.

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