Update – PICU Day 3 – 7:00 p.m.
Ana is still very groggy and out of it, but making progress with every passing hour. She was allowed to drink water at around 4:30 and when she was able to keep that down she ate a couple of bites of a strawberry ice thing that the nurse got her. She immediately demanded ice cream but was not allowed to have her favorite flavor (mint chocolate chip) which made her very upset. We have to deny her so many small things that she wants, it is so frustrating for her. She is still quite groggy and confused and she is genuinely perplexed about why we keep saying no.
She got very upset about the ice cream and then fell asleep. When she woke up it was nearly 6:00 so the nurse said she could have her mint chocolate chip ice cream AT LAST. That’s the first time I saw a genuine smile from her. Amy and Stefan (Ana’s aunt and step-uncle) had come for a visit earlier and were nice enough to buy the ice cream which I was able to keep in a freezer. So, she ate about six spoonfuls of ice cream before getting groggy and falling asleep with the spoon literally in her hand.
I had planned on going home today and Jim was going to take over for a few days, but this stormpocalypse inspired us to change plans. I don’t have much confidence that I will be able to get the generator running if we lose power and I also have no idea how to work the snow blower. I can still work a shovel though, but it just seemed wiser for Jim to stay home and deal with potential storm related issues.
The hope for tomorrow is that Ana will continue to recover and be moved to the floor where she will begin the hardest part of recovery – getting up and walking. I’m dreading this. I just can’t bear to see her in pain. She has been moving around on the bed a lot more than yesterday, but she is still very immobile. The nurse said someone from OT/PT should come tomorrow and begin working with her. I’m glad the professionals are going to help me with that because I definitely feel a little overwhelmed at the thought of getting her out of bed. I wish there was a fast forward button I could push that let me bypass the next two weeks (and what the hell, how about the next three months!)
There are no short cuts we can take, unfortunately. We’re just going to have to weather this storm. Speaking of which – stay safe tomorrow.