Yesterday was pretty crazy at the hospital with Uncle Johnny starting withdrawal. He was way out of control and thrashing around, pulling out his tubes and all. They were sedating him with as much as possible, but it wasn’t helping. They even made Cyndi send a bottle of Vodka, but he was too far out of it to drink any. He slept from about 5:00 to 10:00 last night, but then he started up again. Dad was there ready since the nurses said they couldn’t handle him. Lots of funny stories from that episode (best line he said to Dad “look at you over there just lovin life” after Dad helped them put restraints on him). Well today he was just as bad, so they put a ventilator on him. I guess it’s just they sedate him so much that he wouldn’t breathe on his own; anyway I don’t know how long they do that for. Maybe they know how long it takes. To add to this, Cyndi is getting surgery on a torn meniscus tomorrow, so she’ll be having some stressful times ahead. So keep them in your thoughts and maybe say a couple of prayers; some good and great things always come out of bad situations if we try hard.
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