Ron was sound asleep earlier, so I left the room from 5:05 to 5:20 to walk and exercise by going up and down the stairs.  When I got back, the curtain was pulled, the nurse was in here, and I thought she was just repositioning him, so I waited in the waiting room down the hall.  His brother, Thom called me, so I talked with him a few minutes.  When I came back in, the nurse told me she had heard his ventillator alarm, came in to check it, and found him scrunched down to the bottom of the bed, his legs off the side, with the vent tube popped off his trach tube!  He had wakened up, didn't recognize where he was, and apparently tried to get up out of the bed!!!  He asked me when he saw me if he was in the right room, still a little confused.  Needless to say, the bed alarm is now on, and both rails are up. 
 
 We were both surprised that he was strong enough to move that far!  He is getting his strength back pretty quickly.  He can now hold the TV remote and push the channel changing button (which is, of course, at the top of his priority list.)  He was determined enough to do that yesterday, I knew it wouldn't take long.