Cowboy here. Bull has made some improvements. Once in a while – not too often – he opens his eyes. Not sure this is due to medical intervention or my wife's constant badgering him to wake up. It's a mystery how anyone can sleep while Sar yells recriminations. When the imp runs out of steam, she rests her head near Bull's ear, whispers things I don't hear. Don't know if she's threatening him, cajoling him or making promises. If it's promises, it's food related for certain.
Bull's folks are amazed at the bond shared between those 2. Not me. The man has seen to my wife's safety and welfare when I'm not around. From what I've seen, he loves my imp, a good thing. In return, Sar has committed a total friendship, not something she does for too many folks. I know that love is returned 100-fold. Bull is family.
The cat continues to stay at Bull's side, making feline sounds, head bumping his chin, purring. The medics take its presence in stride, makes me wonder what other strange things happened in ICU suites.
Sar is not getting as much rest as is needed. I have to pry her away from Bull, get her to eat, nap. As each day passes, her strength dwindles a bit, slightly worrisome. While here, I am trying to find a medic brave enough to check her out. The marines outside Bull's room rotate every 4 hours; each comes in to check on Bull when they begin/end their shifts. Sar baked sweets for them, rapidly learned details of their lives, each one already under the imp's spell.
Last night was a good night for all of us. Bull was aware for a few moments, saw Sar, mumbled something, drifted back to wherever his mind is. Sar said he mumbled "apple cake." She kissed his cheek, whispered something to him, fell asleep on my lap. We spent a more restful night at David's condo, back here in the morning.
The medics said Bull's drifting in and out of consciousness is a hopeful sign. I continue to ask the good Lord for assistance; Sar lets the good Lord know she has many higher expectations. Thank you for your prayers, your good wishes.
Cowboy
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I am continuing to hold you all in my prayers. I am so glad that you all have each other: love is such a gift. I didn't see any cats during my recent sojurn in the ICU, but the staff was wonderfully tolerant of my young children. I think such places have changed for the better in recent years. Peace and healing to you all …
There are no words except praying. Look forward to your posts and Sar's beautiful words, always. We may not be here or ever meet, but cyber family counts, and we've got your back. I hope you feel our strength. May it renew you and keep you strong. Keep the faith. And, ask Sar to whisper, "Thank you! Tell him I have 2 children that just got off the bus. The weather is crisp, fresh, and glorious. Chili's in the air, an apple pie's ready for the stove. They remain free because of him and all our soldiers. Every single night I give thanks and pray for blessings on them and their families." Prayers for you, too, Cowboy, you're a hell of a man, hold strong!
~Irish
Cowboy,
I'm honored that Sar has shared so many stories with us. She has made you and David and Bull part of a very large family that will never meet. Even though we have met I really do care about your family. Bull and all of you will stay in my prayers.
Hugs,
PK
Continuing to pray for Bull and all those who love him.
-Meg
Glad to hear Bull is improving. There is strong evidence of the power of animals in the help of healing the ill. Sending more positive healing thoughts to the cosmos.
Cowboy, thanks for the good news.
Please make sure that Sar gets enough rest and sustenance.
I'm continuing to pray for you all.
Love and warm hugs,
Paul. aka (zealous voyeur)
Cowboy,
Thanks for positive news. That's great that he is showing those signs. It's nice they don't object to the cat, but then again, don't think they have any choice.
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