I’m exhausted. I want to optimistically estimate that I got about 4 hours of sleep last night, but they weren’t consecutive hours. Ana wasn’t able to settle down until nearly 1 a.m. She needed morphine for the pain which is now interfering with her ability to get to sleep. The I.V. beeps often, which doesn’t help the sleep situation. It beeps when the medication is done, when the tube is occluded (e.g., when Ana bends her arm too much), when there’s air in the tube and sometimes I think it beeps just to torment me. I can’t turn it off myself – we have to call the nurse in every time. So our night went something like this.
“Good night, Ana. Try and get some sleep.”
“Okay, mommy. Good night.”
5 minutes of drowsy silence….Beep…Beep…Beep
Ana presses the button for the nurse (her name is Dee and she’s wonderful). Dee comes in, fixes everything and the cycle starts anew.
We had about two hours of uninterrupted bliss between 1 a.m. and 3 a.m. but then the nurse’s assistant came in to check vitals and discovered that Ana’s temperature was 101, so that meant waking her up to give her Tylenol (pills, not through the IV). Then she had to be checked 20 minutes later to make sure the fever was going down. Then she got up an hour later to go to the bathroom. Then she was up for an hour or so feeling very chatty and wanting to talk. Then she admitted that her pain was keeping her up so I called for more morphine. Then I laid back down to try and get another hour or two of sleep (it was 5:30 a.m. at this point) and..
Now the morning rotation has begun so Ana is being examined by a fleet of various residents. The pediatric surgical resident came in at 6 a.m. followed closely by the pediatric resident, Dr. Vettichira (yes, I FINALLY got someone’s name. I made her spell it. I’m sick of not knowing who anyone is).
Ana is sleeping now, but the biopsy will hopefully be performed around 9 a.m. It will be a needle biopsy performed by an interventional radiologist, not a surgeon (yes, I wrote that down too). Now I have to go because..