Six and a Half Bells

Judah slept well. His nurse, Cindy, is amazing. Really great. she is very calm and thorough and smart. She will return tomorrow night.
Judah's blood sugar has been brought under control to the lowest level I can recall in a long time. His blood pressure has been stable and good. They are drawing blood gasses now. I'm not sure exactly how blood gasses work, but they seem to give the staff a good idea of how Judah's respiration is.
Mom will be here shortly and the doctors will start coming (hopefully) in the next hour or two.
Cindy showed me how to read some of the numbers on Judah's respirator. They have set him up to breathe at 30 breaths per minute. Judah has this funky habit of always taking one or two additional breaths per minute on his own. I asked if this is a good sign, and Cindy gave me an answer that was basically part yes, but part no. Perhaps because it was 4 in the morning, I don't have a clear recollection of what it all means.
The sun has broken over the entire valley here. With the orange comes the hustle and bustle of the changing shifts. It is a hopeful feeling, knowing that another day brings with it another day of possibilities.