Another update. I’m starting to believe in miracles. OH is out of critical care and into a regular room. He recognized me instantly and was lucid. Still a little bit of confusion but more on things like what year it is which you can lose track of when you get sick for a while. He was happy and hyper as hell (I told him I thought he was high on being able to breathe again). He was giving the nurses a helluva time cutting up and laughing. I woke up this morning crying and expecting more of the same or maybe a little bit of progress. I definitely did not expect such improvement. He still looks like he has been through hell (and he has) but at the same time he looks 100 times better than yesterday.
I have no idea how someone so ill can go from a ventilator to this so quickly but I’m on cloud nine. He isn’t out of the woods yet but he is making quick work of the trek back.