(June 16 – Posted late due to technical difficulties.) Alexandra slept better last night than she has since surgery, which meant I slept better too! Clinically, not much has changed from yesterday, but her demeanor has improved dramatically over the last day or so. Early today, she seemed to be breathing a little heavier which had some, including us, a little concerned. However, by the afternoon, she seemed to be breathing normally. They will continue to watch for any signs that the pericardial effusion is causing distress, but as long as she tolerates it, they will continue the use of diuretics to try to get rid of the fluid. On Thursday, they will do labs, chest x-ray and echocardiogram, which will give them a better feel for the amount of fluid still around her heart.
She went to the playroom several times today and played with some of the other children who have been here for long periods of time. One little girl is waiting for a heart transplant, and I found out today that she has been here since early January with no end in sight. I can’t even begin to imagine what that must be like, as I can tell you from experience that being here three weeks is three weeks too long!
Tonight I became a bit nostalgic as I was getting Alexandra ready for bed and thought back to her first surgery and how far we have come. During her first surgery, we were too scared to do much of the care and really relied on the nurses. However, this time we have done so much on our own…we have given countless medicines and baths, arranged most of her meals, unhooked and rehooked leads, switched oxygen from the bedside to portable tanks and back, took the chest drain off the vacuum suction on the wall and put it back on (moving it also required us to untape and retape the box to the floor, push the box back and forth through the bed rails, which was an extremely tight fit, all while making sure it was kept completely upright each time she thought she wanted to get up and then wanted to get right back in bed ), etc. When your child wants to take a walk, and you have to wait 20-30 minutes for the nurse to come do it, you learn pretty quickly how to do it yourself so your child doesn’t have a chance to change her mind!
This experience has certainly been a test of character and perseverance. When this is all behind us, I hope I can look back and know I did everything that I could do to make the best of it for my daughter.