My munchkin is still at the hospital, and I'm at work yet again.
I don't even really have any updates. They took her IV off yesterday morning. She took her 'just in case' oxygen off last night for her bath and kept it off. They ended up having to put it back on later the same night.
She was cranky when I got there last night, but after her bath, she perked up and acted happy and silly for awhile. I loved it. I had to leave to get boyfriend at work (I'm using his car so Mom has mine in case Chloe gets discharged) and she was asleep when I got back.
This morning she was really cranky when I got there again. She's starting to sound more sad. Her cries aren't the same anymore. Her coughs are more frequent and sick sounding. If you asked me personally, it doesn't sound like she's getting better, but what do I know?
The nurse came to take her blood right before I left. They cut her fingers and squeeze the blood into a tube. It's long, and painful and torture for Chloe. I didn't want to be the one to hold her while they did it, but Mom had left the room for a few minutes.
Luckily she came back just in time, so I gave Chloe to her and left. If I had to listen to her cry while they took the blood one more time, I was going to lose it.
I'm still pretty sad over it.
This morning my 16 month old cried in my arms saying 'no no no' over and over again, knowing they were going to hurt her. It kills me.
Here are a few pictures from last night and this morning:
|Hospital bath time|
|Finally, a silly face. It's been too long.|
|She loved watching videos of my nephew on Mom's iPad|
|Gorgeous, silly girl|
|Picking at breakfast this morning. She didn't eat much of it.|