Day #3 - Lookin' Good

I'm just slipping out of the room for a few minutes to update. Abbi is doing really well. Perhaps a bit grumpier, but despite the grumpiness, she is doing well. She has had her line removed in her neck, and her catheter was removed. I don't believe she is on any more fluids, but still has her two IV ports, one in her right hand and one in her right foot. They leave those in just in case she needs more fluids or they use them to give her medicine.

Her main drain tube will likely stay in until at least tomorrow now. I don't see them doing another x-ray until tomorrow morning. So with that comes discomfort, but each line and tube that's removed with help her to be more and more comfortable.

The I.C.E. room is full, that means 4 kids. All little ones. Two nurses to the four of them. Its nice to have the option to have more people at her bedside at this point, but its still fairly cramped once we include Gabe's stroller. If anyone is considering visiting, we'd still ask that you hold off until she is on the ward. At that point we have more of our own area and more space.

She has her own little TV bedside her bed now. I'm sure the nurses would agree that cartoons can be as good as any drug!

She is eating a bit. She had some Arrowroot cookies and some milk. They are also encouraging her to drink more fluids now that she is off the IV.

Rob, Marilyn and Gabe went home for the afternoon. Gabe seems a little less keen to hang out at the hospital all day, so we are hoping a bit of time at home will be good for him. Ruth will come back in the evening to give me a bit of a break, and they will return with Gabe so I can feed him once more before he goes down for the night. There is a reclining chair at Abbi's bedside, so I'll have to see how I feel about leaving her tonight.

One other thought, before I go back to her bedside. Today is the day of my 10 year highschool reunion. Hard to believe its been 10 years. Even harder to believe what I was thinking in those days - prom dresses, hair-dos, and highschool drama. Those were the things that ruled my world! Rightly so, I suppose. In those "carefree years" those things really did seem to matter. I never could have imagined that this is where I would be in 10 years. Sitting at my daughter's bedside, hoping , wishing and praying for the day of her highschool prom. Sorry, kind of a tear-jerking thought, but there are many days ahead that I long to see for our daughter, and son.