We spent the day with Chris at the hospital Saturday. My heart just breaks at what he is going through.
So I will start at the beginning. But bear with me it will be long and may get confusing.
Soon after Chris was born his Mom got addicted to drugs, and wouldn't give them up. She also had another son about four years older than Chris by a different man than Scott (my husband). Scott left her because he didn't want to live that lifestyle. Her Mom, and Step-Dad took both boys and raised them as their own. Scott has seen Chris sporadically over the years because the grandparents tried to keep Chris from him. Until a few years ago, Chris came to Scott's Granny's funeral and Chris was old enough then to exchange phone numbers, and e-mail.
Well last November Chris's grandmother that raised him passed away. She was really the only Mom he has ever known. Well the brother he was raised with had already married and moved out. So Chris was left in the house with his Granddad that has Alzheimer's to work and take care of him. Since Chris's accident his Uncle has put his Granddad in an Assisted Living Home, and put the house up for sale.
Chris is in a bed that has a netted tent over it, closed in so he can't get out by himself and fall and hurt himself.
He has failed the swallowing test three times so they are still feeding him through a tube. They can only give him 10 ice cubes an hour to keep it from accumulating in his lungs and causing him to get pneumonia again.
He begged Scott to please give him ice cubes, or some water. Before we left he was begging for a Mountain Dew.
Scott feels so torn because he has to work and we can only be up there on Saturdays. As far as we know the only one that still visits him during the week is his half-brother that was raised with him.
My maternal instincts kicks in and I want to just take him and hug him real tight. But he has only seen me twice before the accident. I told Scott Saturday night when we got home I wish we had the money to move him to a hospital closer to us if that is even possible to do. I pray that somehow in this time when Chris is alone that God will open his eyes to the truth. That if we can't reach him that God will send someone that can.