Well the fever is abating finally. Up and down, up and down. I’m just waiting for them to stop the antibiotic because I am almost 100% sure that all the cultures they took are negative. The antibiotic is REALLY hard on the stomach so small wonder Ruby can’t keep anything down and when medicated, her anxiety keeps her from eating. I’d feel the same. For a healthy person, I could just say, meh, we’ll just keep the water going and see how you feel tomorrow. With the spectre (and I say that because what they PUT in a feeding tube will make you shudder – hello GMO Corn crap) of the feeding tube lurking, we need to stay one step ahead of it. The more interventions..well just like with childbirth, the more interventions, the more interventions are required the manage the results of the interventions. See? I get stuck on a word. I feel like a hitched sweater.
Laura was here yesterday and help clear the results of the Vincristine that was run and other things that came up with Ruby finally woke up after 12 hours of sleep. The first big block of sleep she’d had since this round started on the 6th. Just give that a go, wake up every 1.5 – 2 hours for 7 days straight. It’s pretty intense. Needless to say, she’s perkier today and I slept (and apparently snored – though my source is unreliable as she was SOUND asleep) along with her till 11am.
Ruby told me to drink more coffee today and blow my stinky breath on the doctors to keep them out of the room.
She’s sitting here right now watching another show about the deep sea (kids show – still sort of educational) and is eating lightly steamed green beans. What she requests, she gets. What a kid, when offered non-dairy ice cream, snicky snacks that probably aren’t that good for her…or her choice…she chooses “lightly steamed, not mushy” green beans. Nice.
Well that’s my news report for the day. I’m spending lots of time at night growing visual gardens in the room, putting up stars above our beds and hanging Ruby in a hammock and gently swinging her in a loving breeze. This is my image before we shut our eyes.