ICU day 4

Today has been a quiet day for Susan, who got some needed rest after being awake for most of the night – probably because of an increased steroid dose. I, on the other hand, did not increase my steroid dose and got some good chunks of sleep in while splayed out in the recliner next to Susan’s bed.

We enjoyed a late-morning visit from Susan’s dad, brother and wife, and pastor. We prayed and chatted and prayed again. I filled them in on the latest events and plans and identified some of her tubes and medical bits. They were relieved to see her looking good and alert.

Later, Susan’s wonderful nurse arranged for a visit from a therapy dog named Bella, who arrived after I stepped out for lunch. Susan had been deep asleep, but fully awoke and interacted with Bella. It’s been hard for Susan to wake up at times, so this was a good sign. She loved having the dog visit and petting her soft fur. 

The level of care in ICU is amazing. There are just two patients to each highly-skilled nurse, who is stationed to observe both at once. Each of Susan’s nurses has been responsive, sharp, and caring, a fact that put me at ease right away when she was admitted to the unit in such need. To have a quiet weekend under their care after such an active first several days feels like progress.

The other day I thought about the nature of God, grateful that he is both supremely loving and all-powerful. If he were so loving but lacked power, I suppose he’d be the most cuddly wimp we could know. If he were all-powerful but lacked love, his terror would consume us – if we were allowed to live at all. I realized it’s right to fear God for his power and enjoy him for his love, and to thank him that he’s complete in both. He’s been that for us this week.