I did get a good night's rest on Tuesday night at my sister's house. Because it's in the same city as Jenna's school, we didn't have to get up so early to get to school and that was VERY nice. I got Jenna to school on time and headed to the hospital to relieve Steve.
The night had been a long one for them both. The only real complaint we have had here was concerning the night crew Tuesday night. They didn't try and get the vitals and pain medicine on the same schedule so they were in every 2 hours doing something. And even though Kylie is pretty good about having people mess with her, I'm here to tell you, this girl is D-O-N-E! So ever visit was traumatizing to her. Then they also woke her up to change her diaper. This is the ONLY time anyone other than us changed her diaper. Anyhow, it was a long night and made worse by the fact Kylie woke up about 5am and just could not be consoled. Steve finally discovered the problem...
What they ended up doing was not one, but TEN SHOTS all the way around her elbow. And I got the pleasure of holding my screaming baby down while they poked her over and over and over again. 10 times. It probably took less than 2 minutes, but by the time it was over, I was sobbing...SOBBING, Kylie was screaming and sweating and the sweet, sweet nurse for the day was also in tears. I was so distraught, that I never ever heard them pack up and leave (it took me and two other nurses to hold her still and the one nurse giving the shots), but just whisked her away to console her. As an aside, if there was ever any doubt of my love for this child, it is gone now. I would have gladly taken her place at that moment. Or any moment we have been through this week.
Anyway, right after they left, our friend from church, Samantha (she did our airport arrival pics) came for a visit. I asked if she'd been here long and she said not long. I told her what happened and she said the nurse that checked her in was crying. Such sweet nurses. The good news is that the shots did what they were supposed to and the swelling is almost all gone now and started going down immediately.
Kylie slept in my arms for several hours after that and the rest of the afternoon was really good. We got her up and walking and she'd walk and wave at everyone she passed.
We had several other visitors yesterday and that was fun. It's good for Steve and I especially to break up the monotony of being in this room all day.
Kylie ate applesauce and pudding and drank quite a bit. This is good and will get us discharged sooner rather than later. We aren't sure what to expect in terms of being discharged. Some are telling us tomorrow or Saturday and the surgeon keeps saying we'll be here a full week. So I guess the truth is somewhere in between there.
Kylie has eaten well again this morning...a full 6oz of yogurt and almost a whole pudding cup. She had an OK night sleeping but she's having a congested time of breathing, mostly because she now has a roof of her mouth where there was once a huge hole. She just slept restlessly and I barely slept. The nurses last night were great and we got her vitals, pain meds and antibiotics all at once. All in all, I think she's doing well. I'm praying we are home this weekend and not here over Labor Day.
She is also going 6 hours between pain meds. I think she is ready for a nap now but they are coming to do vitals at noon, so we are trying to keep her up until then.
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