Hit me with your best shot! Fire Away......

8-27-2011
I am not going to go into details, because it just gets to personal for Avri. All I am going to say is “she is hanging in there”. This poor girl is being put through the ringer. I have been trying to be positive and say tomorrow will be better, it can’t get worse right! I am learning it can always get worse. She threw up a few times last night. We had to give her a bath and the poor girl was so cold so the nurse thought she would go get a blanket all nice and toasty for her, so she could wrap up in it after the bath. This would only happen to us… “The blanket caught on fire”. I was not in the bathing room when it happened but it stunk so bad when we went in. The burnt blanket was in the sink where the nurse threw it to put water on it. All the other nurses came running because they thought the building was on fire. So in the end she did not get the warm blanket because the warmer no longer worked. Later on they decided that they needed to get another IV started but her veins are so deep and She is so swollen that the nurses could not find a spot to even put one in. So they called the anesthesiologist. She said she would come in and start one but her kids could not be left home alone, so one of the nurses went to her house to watch her kids so she could come up and start an IV. Very long night for everyone.


So by 9am today I thought we are going to start coasting now. Things can only get better (this is what all the staff keeps saying also) She did get up and walk. She did well, she was happy to see her cousins and their parents. She got a small nape in. Then the Belly ache came back and we were right back to last night’s issues again. Just when you think “I thought things were not going to get worse”…The power goes off. Avris stuff is all running off the emergency generator so for the first couple hours it’s not a big deal. It’s time to get Avri up, she is standing there and next thing I know I am covered in vomit. She shot from a good 5 feet all down the front of me. Thank goodness she has not eaten so it was mostly just water, (or I would have shot back) It was literally dripping off me. My shoes were filled. The nurse says “go down the hall take a shower and throw your laundry in the washer”. So I walk down the hall all wet and drippy just to turn around and walk back…ummm the power is off. I ended up spraying myself off in Avri’s bathroom. Maybe I am delirious from my sleepless night but all I can do is laugh about it. Matt was kind enough to bring me café Rio. (Everyone knows the dressing makes the salad) …well they put the wrong dressing with it. It was all I could do not to cry! Last night I ended up with a broken rubber band cooked into my cafeteria food dinner. GAG! So I was looking forward to something not from the cafeteria. It’s funny the stupid things that push you over the edge. I laugh when I get a vomit shower and when the nurse catches a blanket on fire but I have to contain the tears when I don’t get my ranch dressing. I need some sleep or a therapist!