I envisioned myself sitting next to Retta's bed days following the surgery - reading books and magazines, browsing the Internet and leisurely blogging on Retta's progress to warn off the boredom that comes from being stuck up at the hospital. However that has not been the reality. We have been up on out feet at the bedside around the clock, assisting a constant flow of medical staff, attempting to pacify, comfort and feed an extremely fussy baby - without the ability to hold, rock or utilize measures that typically sooth Miss Retta. From what we are told by the cardiologists and surgeon - the surgery went really well. We have witnessed several "valleys" which we are told are all to be expected following bi-pass. It has been emotionally draining to stand helpless over Retta when she is kicking, pulling on tubing and moaning out in misery. We were told the first day is the worst....then we were told the second day is the worst...we are now at day three and I have no idea what we are walking in to. I only hope she will have more and more moments of rest and less and less bouts of uncontrollable pain.
This morning the internist told us that she was going to write orders to transition Retta to the intermediate care floor after the removal of her central line! This is exciting and also scary as we will no longer have a 1:1 nurse around the clock. We haven't been able to take many pictures nor have we wanted to capture this trying time, but hopefully there will be more to come!
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