Day 3

Wow...it's seems like we've been here forever! I "slept" over last night, however I didn't sleep much. That's ok though because I knew it would be hard. About every 1.5 - 2 hours, a nurse would come in to check on Sam, give him medicine, change his diaper, or do vital signs. Then sometime his machines would beep...which gets soooo annoying, because I can't turn them off (even though I know how) and I have to wait for a nurse to come do it. So, I think I might be a little tired (and possibly cranky) today.

Yesterday was pretty much uneventful. Sam stayed in bed, and didn't move much. I try to move him, since he won't do it himself, every so often so that he doesn't get too stiff. The doctors and nurses want him to move his neck...but he won't on his own. So then I get to be the bad guy and move it for him...then he gets so mad at me. :( Hopefully as time goes on, and the years go by, Sam won't remember much from this whole experience. Sam did manage to drink a whole bunch of juice in the morning...but it came right back up (sorry if that's too much information). Once we got his tummy settled (w/ meds) he ate a vanilla pudding and a bit more juice. Then later Grandma Deb saved the day and brought him some of his favorite mint chocolate-chip ice-cream (which he signs "green ice-cream" for) and he couldn't eat it fast enough! It was pretty cute! But after that treat around lunchtime, he wouldn't eat anything else and hardly drank. So as you can imagine we are all pretty frustrated about that. It's the one thing we can't force him to do....but he needs to do it in order to feel better and go home. He did get happy when we took him for a wagon ride (we made him a little bed in one of the red wagons they have here) around the unit. Later last night, after Matt had gone home, I took him for another wagon ride and he seemed to like "getting out". I couldn't get him to go to sleep until about 10:30 pm. He wanted me to lay down by him in his bed, so I did, and he eventually fell asleep.

This morning I'm just hanging out with him again, watching....guess?...yes "Winnie the Pooh". Grandma Nancy brought him a stuffed Pooh bear last night, so he's keeping Sam company along with his favorite dolphin stuffed animal. Dr. Brockmeyer just came by and said Sam's incision looks good and that the no appetite and not wanting to move stuff is totally normal...but that most kids will "turn the corner" sometime today and might feel a whole lot better. We'll see.....

Thanks again for everybody's prayers. We still feel them....

Love,
Heather