July 24 (Tuesday) - 5pm

I had to edit the times--I guess I messed up my watch somehow and was too stressed to notice when I wrote the previous entry.   But my iPhone helped me figure that out, so hopefully I've fixed the update times and put things back in the correct sequence as they should be.   The important news is that Jeanette's is unchanged, except to say that the diuretics seemed to have removed a lot of swelling in her extremeties, and apparently that in turn has helped her blood oxygen levels.   She looks "good" to me, but I'm no doctor.   Still, without question her blood pressure is back to normal as her weakened heart fights on.   She is resting quietly, still fighting, that tenacity we all know well still her trademark.  The lines on the many monitors dance, and yet the scene is quiet; our hope still there and our prayers still strong.  

After my time with Jeanettee and Sam, Erika, and Joyce, I left Providence Hospital and stopped by to see Rich again, fifty miles away.   He is talking more, but his conversations are about events in the past, and to me he seems to be still very confused on where he is and what is going on in his "world."  He recognizes faces, and his left eye, which has been swollen shut, has started to open,  so  there is improvement there too to report; and he is aware he is in the hospital, aware that he has a broken wrist and he knows that his abdomin has been operated on.    But he still is far too confused to carry on a real conversation, and perhaps for now that is best.   I'm not sure what I would say to him anyway.