Rough Day

The day started good. Lindsay's swelling had gone down quite a bit and her color looked wonderful. And then at around 4pm, Lindsay started showing signs of distress. She was trying overly hard to breathe over her vent and really struggling, it looked like, to wake up. Of course we can't have her do that because her chest is still open. She started to calm down a bit when we left at 7 and then we returned at 8:30 and the nurse now on duty said that at about 7:15, her head was eggplant in color and her oxygen saturation were down to 20!! Thank you GOD that we weren't around to see that! We have seen it once already and that was one too many times. They tried all day it to get her comfortable with pain meds but because she has built up such a tolerance for them already, they finally had to give her a paralytic. Yes, to paralyze her so that she can rest and restart her healing process. The other things that I'm sure the docs will discuss on rounds tomorrow is if it is a factor of her leaky tricuspid valve. hmmmm. We will find out more tomorrow on that but for now she is finally sleeping well and not struggling which is comforting yet scary at the same time. Please pray that JR and I don't get a phone call in the middle of the night tonight and that she continues to pee well and starts to let her body heal. She wants to get going and her body is telling her that she can't and apparently she didn't handle that very well. She certainly was stubborn today. Who might she get that from?? :-)

On a happier note, we left this afternoon for a little while and tailgated for lunch with my dad, Dan, his friend Will, Ken Zachary, Brett and Kelsey....on and on. Anyway, that was fun a little distraction was good for us for a little while anyway. While we were there, Uncle Dan bought Cole a ticket for the game. So, Cole got to go to his first U of M game today. He was so excited and he had a great time. Dad and Dan said that he was great and afterwards when they were grilling steaks, Cole wanted to reenact the game. Of course he was Michigan and Papa was Illinois. Cole pretended that he fumbled the ball. I can just picture it in my head. How cute!!

As for Cruz, he is miserable with Mono! Poor little guy just can't get comfortable and just feels crummy. Man do we miss him!! I just want to cuddle with him to make things better. He is in good hands however and Mom and Bill have been great caregivers for him.

Off to bed and praying for a better tomorrow~

Love, Suzie