It’s Friday morning and we’re still at the hospital. OG has now gone about 30hrs without a fever. Her battle with strep pneumonia has turned the tide. We’re hoping to get the clearance to head out. We had a heartbreaking moment last night when her IV needed to be redone. There was nothing, NOTHING more upsetting than to see OG in pain when the IV was being removed and re-inserted. I despise IVs.
Therehave been some positives to take away. The Children’s Unit has exceptional staff. And an exceptional amount of toys. When we were freed of our involuntary quarantine (which was agonizing but I need to shut my trap because it was only a small sample of what long-term kids have to deal with when they are being treated for cancer or other isolated illnesses), OG was able to walk the halls (what a pitiful sight that was to see her toddling around the halls with an IV attached and Daddy/Mommy walking behind wheeling the electronic cart) and play with all the toys. And there are a bounty of videos and books. We will be sure to donate plenty of toys in the future as they are such a welcome bonus and makes the stay much more enjoyable for both child and parent.
And God bless the little fishes. It was the 1st time I saw OG happy in almost a week.
And thanks to the nurse who re-arranged our room so we could get a playmat on the floor.