One More Night...

It took a while to settle down for bed on Sunday night. We were having so much fun, and sister did not want to get back into the bed, but eventually she did, and it was a much much calmer night. We still got up a couple of times for antibiotics to be given to her in her IV, and she was on pulse ox, which beeped periodically because it would slip around her finger or something, but it was much less and we both slept a good bit better. Even better, her temp stayed down the whole night, so I was feeling encouraged once again. 

Encouraged, until, the ENT residents came in a flurry around 6 a.m. and said the fever the day before was "concerning" and that she may be getting worse and "masking" it or "pushing through." Oh okay, so thanks for that. Then, it was ENT out.... And worry in.

When medical came in later that morning, they had grave looks on their faces, and they delivered the news: "You're not going home today..."

Apparently, they felt she was responding well and doing great, but ENT expressed some concerns. Dr. Fargason said while he didn't necessarily agree with their concerns, he didn't disagree either.

So, we were staying another night.... The plan was still to start oral antibiotics and watch, then go home Tuesday.

I decided to grab this news by the horns, clean up the room, get new linens, clean ourselves up, new pajamas, new attitudes, and basically start a new day for us!

Nick came by for lunch, and we pretty much played the rest of the day. She DID NOT want to take a bath, but we did it anyway, and I think she felt much better afterwards. Honestly, that day was a breeze because she was feeling well and noone was bothering us at all.

We checked in with "brothee."

We laid down and watched Tangled together, then Lu wanted to play ballet, so we took turns "playing the music" and dancing. We probably did this 10 times!

On Monday, Dr. Fargason said he felt good about her progress and that I should too, so I did. She had her first dose of oral antibiotics in the middle of the night Monday night, which meant no IV and no pulse ox! That was by far the best night yet, and first thing Tuesday morning, the ENT woke me up out of a dead sleep and said she was doing good, and should be going home!! Yay! We were so excited. The medical team agreed that she was good to go home on heavy and frequent antibiotics, so as soon as they left I started packing furiously. Thanks I think, to Dr. Madeline, we were discharged by 12:15! It was like a miracle and a dream come true to be getting out of there after so many days and such a roller coaster of emotions!