Sunday, July 19, 2009

Cords, Cords Everywhere, and Not a Drop to Drink

Maybe you regular followers can find the literary or musical reference in each of my titles. It can be our little game. I need some amusement after all, especially around 1 a.m. My friend Angela wins a prize for knowing the "Hot Dog" Disney song from the last entry.

This time, I was just thinking about how tangled Bridgette's cords get every time we pick her up, turn her, hold her. We have to unplug half of them to put her back in her crib.

And "not a drop to drink?" Well, that refers to Bridgette too. 12 hours after the last post and not much has changed. Baby is still having her stomach pumped (into day 6 now), and we haven't seen any more poop. Fortunately her temperature is still down, and her second set of blood tests also came back normal.

Bridgette can no longer have morphine or toradol, so her pain is only being controlled with Tylenol. Since I.V. Tylenol hasn't been invented, we give it to her orally and clamp her pump for 1/2 an hour while it absorbs. Of course there's always a small concern that her tummy will fill with enough bile during this time that she'll vomit, but there's not much choice. If we don't clamp the pump, then the Tylenol just gets immediately sucked up again.

Jeff and I had a great extended-date day. We thank Gramma Hoose profusely for sitting a 12 hour shift. She reported that Bridgette took a long nap on her lap, played happily with some toys in her crib, and shared quality bonding time with her grandmother. Jeff and I had time to nap, eat lunch out, go to a movie (HP-6), swim, shower and eat dinner. It was wonderful!

At lunch (California Pizza Kitchen... Mmm mmm mmm...) our server asked, rather perkily, "Where did you two go to get such fun pink wristbands!?" I'm afraid my response was both dull and dignified. After she left, Jeff suggested we should have said, "To the Primary Children's family theme park, where the main attraction is sitting in a chair while your child goes on a roller-coaster ride!"

Actually, being here is very sombering in so many ways. We are surrounded by babies and children who are all experiencing difficulties. And while Bridgette's case is more serious than some, it is considerably less serious than many. Car wrecks, tumors, surgeries, cancer, infectious illnesses, and very many unique cases. As Bri's surgeon said, "If you think you have it bad, step into the next room." Of course he meant it symbolically. (We would never step into the next room. Their baby is contagious.)

In fact, just two days ago there was a Code Blue announcement on our little infant surgery unit. It was room 3011, just 5 rooms down from us. Our nurses all ran, literally, down the hall to try to resuscitate the baby. (Just so you're not on tenterhooks like I was, they were successful, and the baby was moved up to the PICU.) I wandered down to 3011 once the excitement was well over and realized that the Code Blue baby had been in Bridgette's old room, the one she was placed in after life-flight when she was only 3 days old. There was something poignant about that. It just made me think about how everyone has experiences in life that, at the moment, seem impossible to bear. I wish I planned to follow up that sentence with some great elucidating maxim you could each use in Sunday School tomorrow, but I'm not. It's just life. If you think you're alone in your pain, you're not. There's a lot of people out there in pain. Being in a place like this sure changes your perspective in a hurry.


Amanda said...

(that's the title to my comment)

Kelly, I just want you to know how much I love and respect you. I think you are amazing.


kelgrandy said...

It's heartbreaking to think about the pain that so many children go through in this life. We're praying for you and your little Bridgette. Keep being strong :)

Jacqueline Miller said...

Kelly, I think you're amazing for the great attitude and even the sense of humor you continue to have through all of this. I can relate in so many ways to your experience - the Code Blue down the hall, someone commenting on your hospital bracelet - and I wish I could say that I handled it with the grace and poise and healthy attitude that you have. Bri is so lucky to have a mom like you! I hope her pain is getting more manageable. Take care :)

Lisa Merkley said...

{{{{HUGS}}}} Again and again and again.