To say I'm exhausted doesn't even come close to how I'm feeling.
Last night was a good night! Yayyy, God! That doesn't entirely mean that Kai didn't de-sat, he did. But, nothing like the previous night. Poor kiddo fell asleep after the IV fiasco. About an hour into his sleep, his levels went down and the alarm made me jump out of my skin. 83...82....81, then a quick jump back up to 93. About 3 minutes later, same scenario with the exception of the numbers just a tad bit lower. 81...80....79 and again, back up to the 90s. That was it. That was his total de-sat for the night. I must've fallen asleep because when the nurse came in at 5 a.m. for his drops, I looked at the clock and said, "Oh my God! I must've fallen asleep and didn't keep an eye on his de-sats." She said to me, "There was nothing to keep an eye on. He's remained in the 90's all night!" Did I already say, "YAAAYYYY, GOD!!!"?
I kissed his sweaty little head, rolled him over a bit and curled up with him to sleep another 2 hours. When I opened my eyes at 7 a.m., I felt as if a Mack Truck had run my head over. It was throbbing. I sat up and felt a wave of nausea overcome me. I knew immediately that I had a serious migraine. My first thought? "Damn! No pills!" I usually carry them with me, but had sent them home in bag with Scott. A few minutes later, I was told by the nurse that transport was coming up to take Kai for another chest x-ray. I got up and as I was walking to the bathroom, the nausea overtook me. I ran inside and threw up. After washing up, I came out and told Kai I was going to the pantry down the hall. I poured myself a weak cup of coffee, only to throw it all up again as I walked back into the room. This trend continued 4 more times in the time we waited for transport.
There's a pharmacy downstairs that I knew I had to get to, because if I didn't take something soon, I'd be completely out of commission. But, I also knew that Kai is scared witless when it comes to tests, x-rays, blood drawn, etc. I couldn't let him go down to x-ray alone. I knew he'd freak. So, I bit the bullet, carried a little basin with me, just in case, and went down to x-ray.
As soon as we arrived back to the room, I asked the nurse to please keep an eye out for him and I went downstairs to buy some Ibuprofen. I popped 4 of those babies and laid down next to Kai. We watched Nemo (again!) with several intermissions of Kai nudging me when he heard me sleeping, followed by, "MAMA! Watch the movie!"
Otherwise the day was non-eventful. The ENT and pulmonologist both came in and everyone is in agreement that if we have another "good" night, we can be discharged tomorrow, taking a Sat monitor home with us as a keepsake. OK, not really a keepsake, but it certainly will be a reminder of our 12 days in the hospital every night when I plug him into it.
Two incidences worth mentioning.
First: Scott picked up the kids last night from my Mom's house to take them to dinner and then took them back and said prayers with them and tucked them in. It warmed my heart to see them so happy and playing. This little clip was taken by Scott on his cell phone. The beginning of the clip is when AJ fell on the driveway and was asking for a kissy on his boo-boo.
Please remember as you head to bed tonight to say a short prayer specifically asking our Lord to allow Kai's Sats to remain in the high 90's.
Thank you all again for your emails, comments, phone calls and support. You really. really. rock!!!