Friday, March 14, 2008

Yesterday


Katie is surprised by how sore her throat is. I don't think there is any way to tell someone how it's going to feel if they have never experienced anything like it. She is being a trooper though. We are keeping her medicated and hydrated and she is in good spirits. Good enough that she still wanted to go to her father's house for spring break (although she now admits she won't be doing anything but hanging out on the couch and watching movies) It KILLED me to let her go. Not because i don't think her Dad will take good care of her, but because a sick child should want their Mommy! Then again, I could use some sleep. The night before surgery i didn't sleep well, and last night I obsessively checked on her and gave her pain meds, water, ice etc all night long. 
The Children's hospital is downtown in Houston. We are not. Not even close. Without traffic it took me an hour and a half to get to the hospital. We got out of there right at the beginning of rush hour. Not good. I was alone in a mini-van with a semi-comatose child in downtown Houston rush hour traffic in poor weather and I HATE driving. It took me over 2 hours to get home. The last part of it with Katie awake and trying not to vomit. I dropped off her prescriptions on the way and Chris, bless his heart, went back and picked them up.  (Yes, I took that pic while driving, but no animals were harmed in the making....) 

Now for the funny story that occurred during this adventure. (You knew there had to be one!) They had finally called me back to recovery. Katie was moving a bit, and they got her to drink some juice and then she was out cold. The nurse wanted to lower the bed so I could sit in the chair beside it. She went to press the pedal and bring it down, but only the foot of the bed moved lower. She fought with the levers for a minute, mumbling about the stupid bed, then gave it a great big push..... and the foot of the bed went all the way down and head stayed at the top and katie began to slide out of the bed. I jumped up and grabbed her (she being completely oblivious to the situation) and the nurse began yelling, Help, Help, this bed is broken and she's sliding out. Two more people came to help and after struggling for a couple of minutes, during which they shook Katie all around and she didn't notice, they finally got the head of the bed down. And then I lost it. I didn't yell. I didn't get mad. I started laughing! I threw my head back and guffawed! The others all began to laugh too, maybe because they realized I wasn't mad, and maybe because they saw the humor in the situation. The only thing I am sad about is that I didn't get a picture, I was too busy holding onto Katie. And laughing........

5 comments:

Mamita J said...

I am glad Katie is doing well enough to go to her Dad's. She'll be okay, Mama-Bear. You get some rest, okay.

The story of the bed is too funny. How do you end up with all the weird stories?

And the drive through Houston...I totally can relate. I drove it twice...once on the way to the space center and then coming back. It was awful. I'll take St. Louis traffic any day.

Julie

Andrea said...

OH my gosh, I had the SAME thing happen to me when I had knee surgery!! The bed broke, and I swear I looked just like OJ Simpson in Naked Gun. My mom was laughing SO hard, because stuff like that ALWAYS happens to us. The nurse literally had to push my mom out of the way to pull the plug on the bed so my newly operated on knee didn't touch my nose-because it was heading that way. It makes me laugh to this day.

Tell Katie Otter Pops RULE while she's getting better. Heaven in a plastic tube :)

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Amy said...

Only you would have a child slide out of a hospital bed. Glad to see the humor is still there. Also glad to hear Katie is doing well so far (other than the pain).

Baby John's Crib said...

Wow, are you sure you don't live in Detroit?

My dreams of moving to Texas to get away from it all are shot, LOL!