From DUMC ICU...Well we have had an eventful 2 days so far starting yesterday very very early around 3-30am. Pam, Beth, ML and Gage drove up together and I followed because of the storm. ML and Pam were going to come home after the surgery.  Aunt Kim started the day off really bad by hitting a raccoon and killing it-----not knowing until Beth got in the truck last night about 9-930 that there was blood all down the passenger side.  I was lucky a cop did not pull me over for suspicious behavior.  Anyway, Jay Hardison and Kyle, preachers from Maple Grove who we love made the trip and prayed with us, and I had Mrs Mavis West along with a lot of you out there praying for my little sugar plum.  I can tell you it has been ROUGH.  He has been in a lot of pain. His tongue is black and blue, and yesterday I could not return answer any calls b/c Beth and I were so busy trying to rock, pat his behind, switch places in rocking/holding/restraining, he was miserable and they could not get ahead of his pain. Aunt Kim cried. Beth cried. and then we made the staff cry. After A LONG 4-5 hours and a lot of pain medications he FINALLY settled to a whimper and when we left with strict instructions to call us b/c we were across the street he was peaceful.  It was awful. You see Gage has a high pain tolerance. I tell you all that even after the seizures he comes out smiling, but he was in pain.  Beth and I arrived to the motel and I left something in the truck so I walk back outside. I am not scared b/c I am in a mood, and if they mess with me watch out.  So when I was walking out there was this Axel Rose-wanna be (long hair, head band, singing rock music in the hall outside of my room) walking up and down the hall. I really am OK with this. He is not singing loud, and so what. So when I come back I am walking up the stairs and there he is again walking up and down the hall, muttering/singing.  He is walking towards me.  I walk past this door and his girl is leaning out- black hair-80s rocker (they are probably 18-20yr old) looking out at me. I look up at him and he is flipping open a switch blade. It ticks me off. I look him in the face and keep walking to my room go straight in and call the front desk.  Beth is like WHAT!!!!!!!!...... b/c I am kind of ticked and calm.  The front desk guy says he is checking it out. I call him back and he says that the guy told him- yes he had a knife and he will keep it put up. I suppose he will keep it up until he stabs me... So sleeping did not go so well. We locked up, we laughed hysterically, called home and described the people, and I liked the 80s rock era....... We returned to hospital today.....Gage had a bad pain night, but is better this am. The plan is to decrease his oxygen and see if he can handle it. If he can then they are already giving him only GT pain meds so they may send us home this afternoon anyway. There is nothing they can do b/c we are doing everything here and the seizure meds are off schedule and messed up.....sooooo.....If not we will go to the regular floor.  We are blessed because there is so much heartache around us, and yet the Lord is all around us.  Gage is a Miracle. Thank you all and We love you. We hope you all survived the storm.  Thanks for all you do for our family. I have received multiple calls from my friends and family and I feel your love. You are my TRUE blue. God Bless.  Aunt Kim loves her sugar plum and you all hug your love ones today. Life is precious.
*BETH*