She's been doing physical therapy daily and getting up and walking. The anxiety comes and goes. Her breathing was much better than the last time I saw her. She is also off the high flow nasal cannula for oxygen and just on a regular one now. So that's great, especially since her breathing is good.
Otherwise she was pretty much hating life today. She needs an IV line so she can get her antibiotics but all of her IV lines were shot. They tried putting in a PICC line yesterday, no luck. Between yesterday and today I think 3 or 4 people have tried to get an IV line in, no luck. They decided to have a central line put in but they can't do that until Monday because she wants to be put in a twilight sleep and she had eaten today so they could not do it. The central line will go in her neck. So until Monday, they had to try again to get an IV line in and boy she was not happy. They finally got one in in her arm.
Her poor arms are all blue and purple. Can't say I blame her about not wanting more IV's, I know they have to hurt. She said today was the worst day since she's been in the hospital. From my point of view, I would definitely say that the 4 days when she first went in was the worst, when she was unresponsive and the Dr.'s didn't know what was wrong or what would happen. She was sedated and can't remember that though! It's so funny how each of us have different times that are good/bad points. Even though I know she is not having a good time now, I know things could have been much different and I am thankful that she is on her way to recovery (again).
Some more good news is she did get moved to another unit. It's the same place she was the last time before she got discharged. Fingers crossed for her to get discharged sometime next week. I know her Orson guy wants his momma home again :)
(Orson and Sophie)
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