I don't even know where to begin. It's a good thing I'm writing this fresh off a good nights' sleep rather than yesterday, I might have sounded suicidal. :)
This is, by far, the hardest thing I have ever been through as a mom. It has tested every physical and emotional boundary I have in my body. All seemed well on Friday morning when we were discharged from the hospital. Kate was up and walking (running!) around, eating well, and drinking at least a little bit.
As soon as I pulled her out of the car when we got home, I knew something was wrong. Her body was burning up. I took her temperature - 101. Her discharge papers said that something is wrong if her temp gets above 101.4 degrees. We just watched her all afternoon, and shortly after we got home, she went down for a much needed nap. When she woke up, her temp was still hovering around 101. By that time, of course it was Friday evening and we were facing a weekend without medical care available to us. I put in a call to the after-hours line of our pediatrician, and they said if it gets much higher, we needed to head to the hospital.
So Friday evening, just as we were about to put Kate to bed, I checked her temperature one last time. 103.5 - so out the door we rushed to the Emergency Room. A nice 5 hour process later, we were on our way home, but they had run another IV on her (poor baby), taken some blood to run some tests on, and given her a couple bags of IV fluids to rehydrate her. They also gave her a good dose of Motrin and some chest xrays. All of those things combined REALLY helped bring the fever down. By the time we left, she was running 98 degrees! Her xrays and blood work all came back normal, thankfully, which means she is physically healing well so far, but that also means she has a virus and there's nothing we can really do for her but tough it out. And the worst part is we can't give her Motrin because of the increased risk of bleeding at the surgery site. We got home around 3 am Saturday morning.
Kate woke up about 8:00 Saturday morning, so we all got only about 5 hours of sleep. The good news is that her fever stayed around 101.5 yesterday, so at least we didn't have to deal with a super high temperature. Her bath was pretty sad last night though, she just sat there and shook with chills the whole time. :(
I think THE worst part of the recovery is the Tylenol with Codiene we have to give her every 4 hours. Not only does it taste nasty (I had some on my hand that I licked off once) but it BURNS as it goes down. I can't imagine how horrible it feels on Kate's throat, and I don't really have to imagine. Jeff has to hold her down in his lap, pinning her arms and head down, while I come in with the syringe, squirt a little into her mouth, and plug her nose so she can't breathe and has to swallow it. Now, this process wouldn't be quite so bad if we only had to do it every 4 hours. However, there is also the ammoxicillin she has to take 3 times a day, and after lunch yesterday, she stopped drinking voluntarily. So, pretty much at any given time, every 30 minutes to 1 hour we are having to hold her down and repeat this horrible process to fight her pain, fight infection, and fight dehydration. I can't believe she still willingly comes to me, we are putting her through so much pain. When Kate goes down for a nap or to bed, then it's my turn to go cry it out. And I've done plenty of that. My heart just aches with worry and sadness for her. She has been through SO MUCH illness in her tiny little life, why can't she just go through the recovery process without having to deal with a viral infection on TOP of it? And then there's worry that she'll slip downhill in the midst of all this and something serious will happen to her. I'm trying not to let myself think about that, because it just devastates my soul.
I totally understand now why doctors don't like to do this surgery at Kate's age. She's just too young for so many aspects of the recovery process. For instance, I can't explain to her that even though it hurts, she NEEDS to drink, or she'll be back at the hospital getting another IV run. I can't bribe her to eat or drink. If we were to go get a milkshake, she can't use the straw, so we'd have to spoon feed her, which she won't let us do. She's at the "fiercely independent 18 month old" stage, and throws a tantrum if I try to help her do ANYTHING. Yet she's not compotent enough with a spoon to actually get it in her mouth, if she were going to eat it voluntarily anyway, which she wouldn't. She actually likes Go-gurt, but once again won't let me help her with it. She's ok with it at first, but once she eats the very top off of the tube, she doesn't understand how to squeeze the yogurt upwards, so she crams the tube in her mouth, which hits her throat, then she starts screaming. The screaming is even worse if, heaven forbid, I try to help her. Then we try the popsicles. We tried regular posicles at the hospital. The first one, day of the surgery, she let me feed it to her and that went great. After that, she didn't want any help. She carried it around, dripping it EVERYWHERE, and not really eating it. She's just not old enough for these things. So at home, we are trying Pedialyte pops. They're basically the same thing as those "pop ice" plastic enclosed tube popsicles. But once again, she doesn't understand the concept of squeezing it upwards, and we can't help her. So, she carries it around, dripping it all over the place. We are going to need new carpet after all this is done. We tried confining her to the high chair when she has one, but she won't touch it. We tried breaking it up and putting small pieces of it in her mouth, but she spits it out.
The only good news I'm clinging to right now is that Kate is still asleep - she went to bed at 6:30 last night, and now it's 7:00 am Sunday morning. This is the first full night of sleep she has gotten since Wednesday night. I'm hoping this will help with her recovery immensely. The other good news is that her diaper is wet. So that staves off dehydration concerns for another 6 hours when she will hopefully have another wet diaper.
I am just praying we see a little bit of improvement today. I can't imagine going back to work tomorrow if she is still feeling and acting like this. The Blairs are coming down this evening to spend the day with Kate tomorrow, but I don't know how I'll be able to do it. I need to be with her.
If you read this, please just say a prayer for Kate. She needs all the prayer she can get. Pray for the virus to go away so we can just concentrate on recovery. Pray for thirst. The doctor said the more liquid that goes down her throat helps everything to heal, and the more she will WANT to drink. Pray for pain relief. The sooner we can get her off the tylenol with codiene, the better. Just pray.