Created a thread a week or so ago about getting rid of the smell of infection. Tips and tricks were greatly appreciated. They took his left leg at the knee on Thursday, he coded Sunday and they got him back. Took him off the ventilator today and he's doing absolutely amazingly well. No one understood how he lived until last Monday, let alone through the surgery and the heart attack. I've been with him every day (with the exception of Friday) and I've been the go-between for the family when it comes to medical issues. Finally explained things to him tonight, he's been in since last Sunday and doesn't remember much of it at all. Had to tell him that they may have to take his right leg, he didn't do seem to care. Today was his birthday and I told him he shouldn't have been here to see it, since he was, whatever happens is trivial.. he seemed to agree. Since last Sunday I've had to basically shut down emotionally. Had to literally cut his clothes off, scrub the fecal matter off, then "break the seal" on the sock he wore for 4 days over an infected foot before dressing him again just to get him to agree to go to the hospital. After that, I had to talk in cold, clinical terms to nurses who (God bless them) cared so well for someone who (due to denial/self medication) had essentially let himself rot. His sister isn't coping well (he's the last family she has) and my sister has 2 kids to worry about. On top of that, I've felt the need to ease the minds of his nurses/doctor (family doc, we've both been with him for 18+ years) because I've never seen a medical staff show so much compassion and I've been aroun a LOT of hospitals. Guess I figured that since I was being "ok" for him, I'd be "ok" for everyone else. Honestly not sure how much longer I can be ok.