The hard part..
After Jack was extubated he gradually began waking up Josh and I would sit by him and try to keep him calm. After the shift change at 8pm he started to wake up even more, and it was getting harder and harder to keep him still. He'd sit up which yanks all the things attached to him. Every time he reaches his oxygen to pull it out we have to (3 of us) hold him down to get it back on. Jack has never been comfortable with things invading his body, but now he is old enough to do something about it. Josh told me to go lie down in the "bedroom" they had provided for us, but I wasn't getting any sleep due to the noise, and at midnight he came to tell me that Jack would try to sit up every minute and he thought we should both go home and let the nurse do her job, which was to take care of Jack.
It was hard to leave, and though I did get some sleep it wasn't restful. My heart is racing right now knowing that he is probably awake and we aren't there. So I'm going to get dressed and head up right now.
I'll let you know how he is doing later on.