One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
Okay so maybe that is a slight exaggeration but that is sure what it feels like. Finley has been back in the hospital for six days already. SIX DAYS!!! Admittedly, I didn't know what to expect when she got admitted, but I certainly didn't expect it to be this long but alas, the "end" isn't even in sight.
On Saturday, they began trying to wean Finley off of the bipap - but after three hours off, her carbon dioxide level sky rocketed and she went back on. They tried another trial that evening and all her sats/stats went a little haywire so they put her back on the bipap exclusively. This was after she had what I would consider to be a good day on Friday. Her fever also returned on Saturday - go figure.
Sunday she had no fever but when they attempted to give her a trial off of the bipap, her carbon dioxide level shot up to 67 in 15 mins time (they want her to be 35-45). Back on she went.
Monday, she had a great day. Or so I thought. And hour off the bipap in the morning and she rocked it. She really began showing signs of herself on Monday, was very happy and playful when the mask was off her face. Lovin' life. She had another 30 minute trial off the mask in the evening - both times, she held her carbon dioxide levels at around 43 - GREAT. Then, overnight, she got really junky. Her oxygen saturations were low, her heart rate was high and she was coughing a ton. But it was a very productive cough - which is good. The problem is - even after a marathon suctioning session from about 4 am - 5 am, she STILL sounded junky and her oxygen saturation was still so low - but she needed a break from the suctioning because her heart rate was really high and her carbon dioxide level had gone u p significantly - so the only option was to turn her oxygen levels up to 50% (she had been at 30%). Of course this felt like a step back.
Then today, she had an almost 2 hour trial off of the bipap and did AWESOME. Even better than before - she was 100% Finley. Cracking the nurses up with her intense love and interest in her comb. Yes folks, her comb. I am not sure why but she adores this comb. Every time I comb her hair, she gets a comb and I get a comb - otherwise she is constantly craning her neck around as I comb her hair - in and effort to get at the one I am using. But I digress. Even after she went back on her mask, she remained in a good mood - and that doesn't usually happen. This afternoon she was flipping on to her tummy - in spite of the IV in her hand and the mask on her face and was trying to get herself on all fours. It was hilarious. I had to leave at 4 pm so I could pick up my little man (he missed me last night) and she was napping when I left. Oh yeah, the fever also returned this afternoon. Though she was showing no signs of it (elevated heart rate, etc.).
So back to the one step forward, two steps back thing. See what I mean. Its like we have to take the good with the bad - and I am not diggin' that right now. Not when we are enduring this completely unexpected and seemingly prolonged stay in the PICU. I want to bring my princess home!!! I am trying to dig deep for patience here - so far I am coming up empty handed! UGH.
Which brings me to the last thing. God the PICU holds so many bad memories. Yesterday I saw the surgical team bringing a baby up from heart surgery. A young baby, with the whole team in tow, getting the child situated in their room, with the rack full of all of the medicine pumps nearby. That bed - the one with the heater overhead. God that took me back to August 21, 2009 - the day of Finley's first open heart surgery. I immediately texted my friend Mary - her family and ours went through many of the same things surgery wise around the same time. Her memories are as fresh as mine. God I still remember that Friday afternoon they took Finley in to surgery. 1 pm. Nate's 3rd birthday. I remember the waiting, and then getting in to see her around 9 pm. I remember Hector - our amazing nurse. He was so meticulous, setting everything up so it was "just so". God I am happy we had Hector that night. I knew Finley would be in good hands. Ah the memories. And while I am on the topic - a very HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY for Finley's girlfriend Leah from the NICU. One year ago today Leah had her heart repair surgery. GO LEAH GO!
I promise to post some pics once our home computer is back from the "shop" being repaired.
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2 comments:
I'm praying for sweet finley! We share many of the same memories and we will have to live with them for the rest of our lives but I hope and believe that those memories made us who we are today and will continue to make us better people:) But I agree they hurt! and bad! People always say our girls wont remember any of this, but we will!Hang in there tracy we love you guys!
So sorry about the two step you are doing lately, not a fun dance! I hope and pray that things get figured out quickly and moreso effectively.
I know what you mean about memories and certain days in the hospital engraved in your head forever. When I first read that Finley was down at Childrens and then in the PICU and which room, I know exactly where that room is and the images of many stays there are something not ever forgotten. There certainly is no place like home, and I hope Finley gets back to her usual self for good and gets back home very soon!
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