Hospital Happenings

After a good night sleep, I have the energy to tell you about our stay.  It is so funny, I use to not be able to sleep because of Sarah's gasping at night, she no longer does this and now it is too quiet to sleep.  Oh well, I guess I will get use to the quietness!  We arrived a little before our set time of arrival.  Signed in and then realized baby doll was MIA.  Of course while Doug was looking for baby they called us to check in.  So I did the check in and when he returned with baby they checked in.  Sarah, Doug and I all got matching hospital bracelets.  We spent the next 20 min trying to keep Sarah from ripping hers off.  I really wanted to rip mine off too.  Those things stick to your skin and hurt.  We then are called back for pre-op.  They check our bracelets, weigh Sarah(man, glad they didn't weigh us!), took her vital signs, etc.  We changed Sarah into the hospital pj's.  They were soooo cute.  We then spent 2 1/2 hours trying to entertain a hungry baby in a confined space with other screaming kids around us.  Sarah finally went to sleep and of course they picked that moment to come and get her.  She went right to them and was just fine.  I was crying.  After surgery she was hysterical when we got to her.  It took an hour and four doses of pain meds to calm her down.  No fun.  In recovery we meet a beautiful young lady that is our vision of Sarah in 22 years.  She was 24 years old, articulate, well mannered, job holding, boyfriend committed lady who happens to have Down syndrome.  I want to share our conversation with her with you in a later blog.  It truly blessed me.  We then went to our room, which happened to be in ICU because no other rooms were available.  Talk about living in a bubble.  This was not good.  They really should not put non-ICU patients in ICU.  Oh well.  We then spent Thursday, Friday and Saturday morning trying to get Sarah to drink.  She would eat, but did not want to drink.  Weird I know, but that's our Sarah.  I finally begged, pleaded and convinced them to let us come home Saturday morning.  I could not take the bubble anymore.  Sarah has been fine at home.  She is eating and drinking well.  Here are a few pictures of her in the hospital...yes she is in a drugged state of happiness.  The last picture is her spitting her pain meds at us.  Oh the joys.  Hope that stuff does not stain it is on all of my clothes.