After another VERY long night trying to regulate her oxygen levels and pain meds, Callie finally did end up having a pretty good day. Her monitors kept going off during the night because her oxygen levels were dropping, and the nurses finally figured out that when the pain meds started to wear off she would compensate by taking short, shallow breaths instead of deep ones because it hurt to breathe too deeply. Once they removed the chest tube which was the main source of her discomfort, she seemed to be feeling much better. We still haven't been able to convince her to eat more than a couple of bites, and that is something which will have to change before they will release her to go home.
We did finally manage to convince her to put some clothes on, and just in time, since the GA Bulldogs football team was visiting the hospital and a pile of them showed up in her room shortly thereafter. She posed for pictures with them and gave them some shy smiles, but they weren't able to convince her to talk to them. Which was funny, because about 10 minutes after they walked out, she started yelling GO, DOGS! I think Jamie was more excited to meet them than she was, since he is a huge fan.
After meeting the team, Callie was ready for a nap, since we were all running on about 4 hours sleep. I had tried to let Jamie get a little sleep while I stayed up with Callie, but it didn't work out that way. . Once they finally got her settled after one episode, I headed for my so-called bed to try to catch a little sleep before the cycle started again. In my exhaustion, I flopped face first on lounge chair thingy with the pull out mattress. Unfortunately in my haste I didn't notice that the mattress had slid out from the chair, so that when I landed the mattress began to flip over my head, dumping me toward the floor. I caught myself on one hand and yelled for Jamie to help, but by the time he woke up enough to realize what was going on it was too late, and I hit the floor face first with the mattress on top. For some reason the whole situation struck me as hilarious (probably the result of sleep deprivation) and I couldn't stop laughing long enough to get up, since I was pinned to the floor by the mattress between the two chairs. Once he figured out I was ok, it struck Jamie as funny too and then Callie joined in, causing it to take much longer for me to get up but providing some much-needed comic relief during a very stressful night. At that point it was 3 AM and we were up for the duration, since Callie's pain cycle/low oxygen cycle started back shortly after that.
Fortunately Callie's health and her mood seemed to improve rapidly once the chest tube was out, and she ended up having a pretty good day. Hopefully she will sleep more comfortably tonight and we can all get some sleep. I know, I said that last night, right?
We did finally manage to convince her to put some clothes on, and just in time, since the GA Bulldogs football team was visiting the hospital and a pile of them showed up in her room shortly thereafter. She posed for pictures with them and gave them some shy smiles, but they weren't able to convince her to talk to them. Which was funny, because about 10 minutes after they walked out, she started yelling GO, DOGS! I think Jamie was more excited to meet them than she was, since he is a huge fan.
After meeting the team, Callie was ready for a nap, since we were all running on about 4 hours sleep. I had tried to let Jamie get a little sleep while I stayed up with Callie, but it didn't work out that way. . Once they finally got her settled after one episode, I headed for my so-called bed to try to catch a little sleep before the cycle started again. In my exhaustion, I flopped face first on lounge chair thingy with the pull out mattress. Unfortunately in my haste I didn't notice that the mattress had slid out from the chair, so that when I landed the mattress began to flip over my head, dumping me toward the floor. I caught myself on one hand and yelled for Jamie to help, but by the time he woke up enough to realize what was going on it was too late, and I hit the floor face first with the mattress on top. For some reason the whole situation struck me as hilarious (probably the result of sleep deprivation) and I couldn't stop laughing long enough to get up, since I was pinned to the floor by the mattress between the two chairs. Once he figured out I was ok, it struck Jamie as funny too and then Callie joined in, causing it to take much longer for me to get up but providing some much-needed comic relief during a very stressful night. At that point it was 3 AM and we were up for the duration, since Callie's pain cycle/low oxygen cycle started back shortly after that.
Fortunately Callie's health and her mood seemed to improve rapidly once the chest tube was out, and she ended up having a pretty good day. Hopefully she will sleep more comfortably tonight and we can all get some sleep. I know, I said that last night, right?
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