Jon was completely detubed as of last evening (last just-in-case IV socket was removed) , but the homecoming will be later today, after Dr. Unni is out of the OR and has time to give Jon the once-more-over.

Last night was the first one where he didn’t just drop off quickly. Instead he occasionally made comments to me, confirming that his leg is fixed, that we had flown from Vancouver to Toronto, that sort of thing. I don’t know if he was in so much pain and stress during those times that the events weren’t firmly cemented in his head, or whether it was the morphine causing some free associations now that the worst is over.

Now that the epidural is gone, Jon does feel the wound and the zimmers are annoying him, but that’s how it should be at this point. The epidural prevented any muscle spasms, which is a far cry from last time (five years ago) when it did not go well at all. Spasms, pain, and all the side dishes of stress that come with the first two.

I’m at home finishing some modifications to his wheelchair. Now to figure out sleeping arrangements…