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patience was never

In my repertoire of virtues.



Trevy had a good (not great) day today. Until he spewed chunks. Again.



Of course...they don't want to release us until he can hold food and meds down. The meds are kinda important...I guess.



But I'm just SO flippin' ready to be home. I hate hospitals. I miss my kids. We didn't turn on our heat...cause we weren't expecting to be here til' Christmas. I want to hold Trevy in my rocking chair and watch Ellen. Instead of sitting here on the hard as a rock bench...glancing up at him so weak and sickly in the bed. And speaking of the bed. It's so bogus that they refuse to let us have a big bed! It's not like he's anywhere close to trying to climb out. Safe sleep..shmafe sleep. Isn't it more safe for me to sleep beside him...than for him to choke to death on his middle of the night vomit?



I am losing my mind here!



The neuro-surge team are ordering labs. To make sure there is no lurking infection. They spoke with GI who agreed that it could be (cause remember they are practicing medicine) that his tummy is "stressed". Sometimes that happens I guess.



I know one thing for sure. His tummy may or may not be stressed...but someone around here definately is!

Comments

Liz said…
So sorry....and I would raise hell over the bed. Maddie isn't three...but she also wasn't having surgery.....

Thinking of you!
Lisa said…
It gets so hard towards the end, doesn't it? It's just so hard on the heart to be far from home. I really really hope and pray they figure out the vomiting thing soon. That was one complication we didn't have to deal with, strangely enough.

If for some reason we're there tomorrow, I'll call you!
Anonymous said…
Sending love, hugs and prayers your way. Hang in there!!!

xoxo,
sheila
Colby said…
Guess this is your last hurdle...the "up chucks"....

I guess we should play my "AT LEAST GAME" and be happy that at least it is nothing alot worse than the upchucks...

But, hey, I know....I really should put a sock in it...It really doesn't help much when you're in this kind of situation....

Hopefully tonight will go better....

Prayers and hugs!!!

Cyndi
Sinead said…
I never argue with the nurses about the bed. I just wait till they are settled for the night and move her to the parent sofa.
Adesta said…
So sorry to hear D! I say we all get together and bombard the hospital with calls on your behalf. One to allow the big bed and two to send you guys home!!! *grin* I'm thinking after the many phone calls, they may send ya home just to get the calls to stop! lol

Hope Trevy is ok and that it is just his tummy being stressed. I mean, who wouldn't be after having brain surgery right?!
blogzilly said…
The closer it gets to the end of the visit, the worse it seems to get, doesn't it? I wonder if you will be seeing Julia while you are there? She has to go back up there because of some complications.
Holli said…
This makes me wanna hug you! I just hate this for you. The vomiting is a nightmare in the best of circumstances. Then add to that the brain surgery, the homesickness, AND not knowing whether it's stress or complications causing it. Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry this has been such an issue for Trevy.

I'm so hoping this is all over soon and that you're snuggling with Trevor in YOUR big bed at home very soon!

Lotsa love, hugs, and prayers...

Holli
MJStump said…
Sorry Trevy isn't keeping anything down and your stay is becoming a bit of an extended one. Maybe they offer special discounts for that...a big bed would be a nice added bonus.

I bet they secretly want to keep you guys there because is so sweet and so darn cute! Yep, that must be it.

Praying you get to go home soon and be in a big bed cuddling with Trevy and hugging your kiddos.

Love and hugs,
Jody

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