I arrived in Phoenix by plane at 8am and headed straight to the hospital. Lenny was already in surgery for his legs. They had to get right to it, to save his legs. He had a right broken femur (thigh bone) and compound fractures (broken bones that have come through the skin) of both legs below the knee. At the time, I did not know he was found pinned in the boat, so now that I know, we can see why they were do bad. Lenny got out of surgery in the early afternoon, and the plastic surgery team went right to work on repairing his nose which was severely damaged from the impact into the glove compartment area. Finally, after they were finished, they let us in for 5 minutes. It was wonderful to see him and for the first time I think I took a breath. He was there, he was alive. His nose looked great, they did a great job.
Lenny is in a SICU (Surgical Intensive Care Unit). There is a nurse at the foot of his bed at a desk watching him constantly and we are only allowed to see him for 15-30 minutes 4 times a day. I hate it. I just want to sit there and hold his had.
At our evening visit we were able to be in there for 15 minutes. He was awake, but his face was all swollen and he could not open his eyes, but he knew we were there. He was having a hard time with the ventilator, the doctors say it is very uncomfortable, so the visit was hard.
At our night visit he was much more comfortable, and started with hand jesters to communicate. He opened one of his eyes just a sliver and gave me a tiny smile. I was so happy. We were able to be in there for 30 minutes, he wiggled his toes for me, and my heart almost burst out of my chest.