Yesterday, outlook on Mike was pretty grim (and if I'm really being honest, it probably still is), but today, there have been slight improvements. Any improvement in my book is major. The doctors now say they are "cautiously optimistic." And my mom said he looks better today, too.
I know that Michael is a fighter...has been his whole life. If you know anything about Michael, you'd know he has this mentality that he's invincible. I'm sure that's doing him at least a little bit of good right now. The fact that he's still fighting after more than 24 hours is pretty miraculous. Mike is pretty much a superhero.
I also know that Michael has an amazing support system. I was worried about how little family we have in Utah. He has Lisa, of course. And my great aunt and uncle headed to the hospital immediately. My mom got there yesterday evening with another aunt. But the hospital waiting room has been consistently filled with friends and well-wishers. Apparently, he has quite a BIG family in Utah after all.
Social networking is amazing. There has been an outpouring of support from friends and strangers alike...not only for Mike, but for our family and Lisa (who is family in my book) as well. I know that prayers are being heard and answered...for that I am sincerely grateful. It's certainly doing some good.
On a much more trivial note, I decided to turn my nervous habits into something productive. Rather than just pacing the floor, I painted my kitchen. I got over half of it done today.
Despite trying to keep a positive tone here, Michael, though stable at the moment, is still in the ICU, still in a coma, and still in critical condition. He will be having reconstructive surgery on his face tomorrow. Please keep up the prayers.
I'm not exactly sure what the doctors mean by "cautiously optimistic," but I'm pretty sure that's how I feel too.