Not having as good a day today. He did not have a good night and his sats dropped into the low 70s, even being on 10 liters. So, respiratory brought in a super duper type of oxygen hook-up. It can be set to give him 100% oxygen. I don't know what flow she has it on, but he's on 70% oxygen.

He was very disoriented this morning, but now with his sats better, he's better, although hi's kind of in a poor me mood. He's also saying that he can't eat because his stomach hurts. The steroid he is on is a massive dose that, according to Dr. Oktied should make him ravenous. His lunch is a chicken pot pie. They use puff pastry as a topping so I took it off and told him he only had to eat the filling and his cup of applesauce. He didn't have to eat the roasted potatoes or the salad. He took 2 bites of each and said he was full. I told him if he did not eat I was going to tell them to give him a tube feeding and he immediately said no. So, he's trying to eat some more, but he's moaning through every bite.

The lung drs. have ordered physiotherapy to come in and do some old-fashioned chest percussion. That's what they used to do for pneumonia, beat on your back mainly. But, he's apparently sounding a little junky again so the secretions are building. They put the order in yesterday, but so far they have not been in.

So, I guess for every good day, there has to be a bad one. As Scarlett O'Hara said, "Tomorrow is another day". Stay tuned!