|Pleasant moment singing with Daddy!|
Nana picked us up and the real adventure began. Maggie again cycled through the escalating frustration, ticked at mom/hate the world, silent zone, pleasant. Each time she cycled through these, the pleasant phase got shorter and shorter. And all the tricks were less and less effective. The ice pack and flicking the feet seemed to agitate her the most. However, I didn't see her eyes open for the majority of the 1 1/2 hour trip. Just fussing!
|One seriously tired little girl! Are we there yet?!?!|
|Still so tired!|
|Little Miss Serious|
On Friday night I also began to get paranoid that her breathing was being compromised. It's so hard. If we go to the hospital, Maggie's condition has to ability to freak everyone out very quickly and create a bunch of unneeded hype. But, by the time a breathing situation gets serious, it's usually SERIOUS! So we waited and prayed for stability. It may just be congestion, but who knows. Thank goodness there are a couple of nurses at church for me to bounce questions off of.
As of this afternoon when I called Vanderbilt, the nurse had said they did receive the report, but not the disk yet. They were getting it to our doctor to look over and then he will be getting in touch with us. I hate the fact that the nurse probably knew something, but couldn't say one way or the other, so we just wait, and wait, and wait.
Interestingly enough, when I pulled up the Bible app yesterday, this was the verse of the day glaring in my face, "8 But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. 9 The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance." 2 Peter 3:8-9
Ok, ok...I guess this isn't really that long to wait.
A couple of other side notes. When we got to the hospital on Thursday morning, I noticed this rash on Maggie's forehead. What could it be? I immediately started to analyze..excessive blood vessels?? why?? all the crying?? any other changes to diet?? environment?? Liver detoxing?? It even got a little worse after the study, so I took a picture of it to send to the doctor if we needed to. I wasn't freaking out, just processing and assessing internally. Well, as we were having our lunch, Nana pondered the scratches and wondered if they could be from my zipper or necklace. Duh...Of course it was the necklace. Not everything is worth over-analyzing little Momma! It was a good reminder that every so often I get to deal with normal Mommy things too.
And, remember the whole pee ordeal. Well, I guess something was wrong with it. They called Shawn, so I don't really know all the details. He said contaminated or something. So, they sent us another kit and the pediatric urine collection bags, so tonight/morning I get to attempt this whole pee pee endeavor again.
And then we will wait...