Saturday, almost there but no

I woke from at least 7 hours or more sleep. I felt better than I have this whole time. I went and got coffee and came down around 8am. She was sleeping and from what Susan and Larry told me she was well rested most of the night. And, she was at the end of the breathing machine. What she was pushing was what it was giving, she was almost off. Which was the best thing i could ever wake up too. She spent most of the next four hours in conscious sleep. She woke up and was very vocal with her eyes, didn't seem like much pain, more excitement. I think we were all really excited she was going to get that tube out of her mouth. When you ask her if she is ready to get out of here, she gives the biggest nod up and down. Damnit I loved her spirit today! She isn't swinging her head in negative refusal as much or desperately trying to move her arms up to her head. Actually her arms are working better today that i have seen them. Around noon another doctor came in to check on her preparedness for removal. I was very excited they let me stay in the room to rouse her, which is what we do, we are her damn support team beside her 24/7.  She was optmistic, an hour later, three doctors, and we did the same routine, they were very optimistic too. Her breath level was low but she nodded her head to get that damn thing off. Susan came down after noon and Larry around 2. They proceeded to do lots of tube work where the thing turned into a vaporizer for an hour. They took painful blood work into her arteries to find her oxegen levels. This place never stops its routines, blood every two hours, xrays every four. its never ending. Which i guess is good but it always seems like they come at the worst times. Well around 4 they told us they were going to do it so we convened to the waiting room. After an hour of hopeful anticipation the doctor came back and said she couldn't even draw her first breath. They had to reinsurt the tube, different place and put her way back up on the machine. This game is so up and down. When you go forward 3 steps, you then go back 2.7, which in all, you are going up, but its so painful to know that its so slow. They doped her up pretty well after that and we didn't bring it up that afternoon when she roused. We had her ready, she seemed ready, but the pain it seems is still so great that her strong body isn't ready to fight. So, now it seems we rest tomorrow, Sunday, and try again Monday, same game. If that doesn't work then we try something more drastic. It seems like we always in a race against the clock, they are worried that if we don't get the tube out soon she might be prone to more diseases, such as pneumonia, which would easily take her. Everything has mortal danger written on it, everywhere you look. We ate dinner while nurse Mary turned over to nurse Celly. These nurses are amazing, lots of compassion and general optimism. The doctors, not so much, they like to look down and walk by. Our team is going to change the tide, this family's optimism is going to win, our support team can't be broken. We will rest tomorrow on God's day and fight again Monday. Please pray for Nicole tomorrow and for sure come Monday morning.