Tuesday, June 02, 2009
This afternoon we went on a wild tour of the hospital with Ellie in a go-cart.
For the first part of the ride she was content to just sit and enjoy the ride until she saw the playground that lies in the inner courtyard of the building complex. Then despite her wobbly legs and sore belly, she made it very clear that she wanted to get out and play. Not just look, play.
So what are two parents to do when their post op-girl tells them that she wants to play? We got her out and guided her drunken-legged self through the climber and out the other end.
The girl is coming back.
Then to add to the good news, we made a pit stop in the Patient Entertainment Center for a round of Pac Man and an impromptu dosco session. Really. Not that we need much of an excuse but there we were dancing to Abba at 4PM on a Tuesday.
But the crown jewel of Abby and my afternoon was the trip around the 10th floor and Ellie's stop to tell us that she was pooping.
Yahoo! Just what we were waiting for. An enormous, off-color post-op poop.
Out came the NG tube and we are now down to three tubes: a central line, a g-tube and one lonely IV line in her hand for drugs that are incompatible with TPN.
To celebrate we walked some laps of the floor and met Ellie's uncle Fred, the highlight of her day.
Fred is at the top of her list of favorite people and seeing him was just perfect.
Tonight we are going to switch roles and I am in with Ellie while Abby gets some much-needed home time.
Ellie said goodbye tonight: "Goodbye Doctor Mommy!"
Gus is going to lose his mind when he sees his alpha female return. He has had a long week.
Almost as long as Abby's.