Hugs and thanks to you all for being so wonderful during this journey. Karen and Todd are very grateful to have so many people thinking and praying for their fantastic son Tucker. So here are the latest bits of info from the last couple of days.
C H E E E E E S E
Is that not the cheesest smile ever!!! Thank you Ms Whitney for sending us this picture. LOVE IT!!!!
If you touch on the picture to zoom in, notice the purple tint to Tuckers lips and truly all of his body; finger tips, around his eyes....today it is no longer there. PINK replaces it...a WHOLE HEART BABY!!!!
Our house....
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
I do have to apologize....
that I have had an attitude all this week. Just feeling blue. Tucker has had a few episodes of awake time, he has held his blood pressure, sats and everything he is supposed to do to show progress in the relaxation of his left ventricle.....good right! Great!!! Awesome! However, the doctors are less enthusiasitc and continue to put more sedation on board. When he has more sedation, he does not breath over the ventilator...which is NO progress forward to the ultimate goal. This happened several times over the last 2 days, since paralytic was lifted. Each time, they continue to put more and more drugs on board, putting him in a spot that he doesnt breath over the vent. WHY???? Because they want to have control over the situation, control over the vent, control over when and how Tucker will come off the vent. SO, until they find a sedation that will keep him happy but breathing this is the game we will play....to be honest, I dont think they will ever find it. So, will they keep this game up for weeks? for months? until they figure it out or will the fighting the sedation while Tucker is trying to fight the tube put Tucker back at risk for some kind of failure and we will take steps back after doing this dance for weeks....? Good questions right? I think so....so I have asked over and over again the past two days. This is my frustration.....We feel that Tucker is trying to tell them, he is fiesty, he wakes up, holds out his arms to be held, he holds your finger, he looks into your eyes, he kicks his feet,,,,a cry for normal, a cry for help.....then they kill his spirit and download all the drugs until he hits a brick wall. Then it wears off and we start all over again. A terrible feeling of helplessness.
So yesterday I couldnt stand it anymore and stayed away. And frankly today might be the same way. I am just so upset, our day scheduled home has passed by and there is no "time frame" in this at all....it is a day to day basis and I HATE that!!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Precious fingers and toes
Monday, July 13, 2009
Exploring the city...
Paralytic off once again
Life at a hospital....
I know a lot of our followers have had first hand experience at living out of a suitcase, where constant bells ring, pagers go off, iv's are put in, sleep is little or none, while their loved one is hooked up to machines. It is not a fun experience...actually I wouldnt wish it on my worst enemy. We have been here 3 weeks, that is 21 days...of hospital food (which is too expensive and tastes bad, atleast in KC the hospital food was OK), of showers that make your skin crawl (just because all parents use the same shower), of days without our families that are back home, 21 days of misery.
Hospitals, dont get me wrong, are a great place. We need them. If we didnt have them where would we be? The reverse is unthinkable. But it doesnt change the fact that life in a hospital, in a city where you know no one, where you live and breathe it.....changes you.
There are 27 ICU beds on my floor. 27 families effected with hospital living. Some have been here for months, some just coming in....you can see the same look on everyones face, a face of "what today? a good day or bad?" Curtains close, procedures (big ones) are done at bed side to save a life, codes blues are called and all you can do is Hold on and cry....praying for that family and yours.
I am feeling the weight of living from a suitcase, watching as Tucker goes forward then back then forward again but much slower. It is a hard , exhausting road....
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