Ron is cussing - (He is definitely in there somewhere)

Top of left arm, part of fasciotomy they were able to close, surgery was scheduled today to close the rest of the wound

I went to visit Ron on Wed. 8/13 and yesterday 8/17.
On Wed. he was cussing, singing and chatting. He comes and goes, mumbling, saying full sentences and then back to sleep. (I saw signs of the Ron I know!).
I asked Ron if he knew who I was, he said "yes" but didn't know my name. I told him "Jodi, your sister" he then repeated my name. He then said, "Jodi, I don't want us to have any controversy" I told him that was a big word! I asked him if he knew what that meant. "Yes, it means when people have differences". He remembers that we had some issues/differences before his accident. I was cleaning his mouth and scabs caused from his breathing tube. He then spit and said "where do I spit?" and then told me he wanted some cheerios to eat. I kept telling him that I loved him and that he needs to fight this battle, and that he could do it. He also said several sentences that I couldn't understand. However, much progress with the sentences I did understand! Just before he went to sleep, he said "Jodi, tell me everything you know?" I said, "about what?", he said "about this" referring to his accident. I then proceeded to tell him what I knew about it and he had a very puzzled look trying to understand and comprehend. He then went to sleep as I told him that I loved him. "I will see you next time Ron".

My visit yesterday was quite opposite. He was asleep the entire time, sweating, moving around as if so very uncomfortable. My cousin Stacie was there (very consistent with visits from the beginning) and our Aunt Joyce Cottrell (also comes on a regular basis). I don't know what I would do without them checking in on Ron. They told me of their weekly experience with Ron, same thing, up and down. Chatty one day, asleep another and not responding at all. We were told by the nurses that Ron only slept two hours the previous night as he had a difficult night. Jim and Noelle Cottrell (Jim's oldest daughter) also showed up with a guitar. Jim has been playing for Ron and Ron would sing along on a prior visit. Last night nothing would wake him, we were hoping the guitar and Jim singing to him would get him to respond. He was exhausted and slept the whole time we were there. I talked to the nurse today about it, concerned that he isn't getting enough medication for pain. The nurse said that the trauma Doc. said he does this every 3-4 days. He will not respond to commands or really wake up much on certain days. I hope he is back when I visit next. It makes me nervous when he doesn't respond. I was assured by the nurses that they were not concerned.

He went in for surgery again today to close the wound on the left arm from the fasciotomy (already closed the other two in a prior surgery). He was scheduled to go in at 10 a.m., however he didn't go down to surgery until 5pm. They took precaution due to making sure Ron was stable enough. SIGH. "Ron, you are killing me" were my last words to him as I left his room last night.