Sunday: Addie’s pain skyrocketed. Dr. King said, “Pull the chest tubes out!”
“Peace, Baby!”
Monday: Extubated!! The Respiratory Therapists showed graphs and charts to affirm that
“She’s ready to get that tube out of her throat--after 2 months in intubation.”
“Goodbye throat clogger!”--just before extubation
”Will you at least promise me that this is the only time I”ll ever have to wear head gear?”
“I traded throat tubes for nose prongs? And just how exactly was this supposed to improve my life?”--c-pap
Tuesday: Dr. King took me to full feeds; begins to wean morphine.
“Gee--breathing is HARD work!”
Thursday: 12:30 am phone call: “Fluid returned in right lung; difficulty breathing; need to place a chest tube immediately.” Needs another EEG for seizures. Dr. King says, “She needs to go to Primary Children’s Hospital.”
Friday: Seizures; Lifeflight (by ambulance) drives Addie to Primary Children’s Hospital.
Saturday: Settling into a new, LOUD! BUSY! place of healing? Really???
“My costume?? Yeah--couldn’t decide between a Mummy or Frankenstein . . . so I went with both!”
Sunday: Hope your week was better than mine! :-) Love you all. Please keep me in your prayers! --
Addie (and Chris & Desi)
