Thoughts and Prayers for my Grandmother....

Today my grandmother fell. She was walking from her kitchen to her living room, caught her toe on a stool and fell.  She scraped her left arm pretty badly and landed on her left hip. Luckily she had one of the medical pendants you wear and just have to push a button to get help. The service dispatched an ambulance for her. She was in a lot of pain and very teary when they arrived.

After getting to hospital her arm was bandaged and the X-ray of her hip showed a fracture. She was admitted to the surgical unit and will be having surgery tomorrow morning. Tonight she will be spending the night in the step down unit on surgical.

I would appreciate tremendously any positive thoughts and prayers that could be sent her way. This is a tough time for her. It was 8 years ago today my grandfather was admitted and he never made it home, passing away early in the new year. While she will be home in 5-7 days we all know this is on her mind. To be honest, at 89 years old, I think it is a worry we all have.

I hope to update this soon however it will depend on how the next few days play out. We all just have to have a little faith.

Thanks to you all for the kind thoughts and prayers, albeit in advance.

A Long Night

Ben had a long night. He just couldn't settle to sleep. His sleep patterns are all out of sorts from being medically kept asleep for days. Plus every time his hand touched the external hardware or any part of his jaw or cheek he would startle, wake and obviously be in pain.

While this went on from 11pm until 4:30am we are slowly getting Ben back into his routine. At 9:30am we discontinued his continuous feeds and at 10:30am we offered Ben his first bottle post op. He loved it and did so well! We only offered 2 ounces but he sucked them back far better than he ever did before. No laboured breathing, no coughing or chocking and no stopping. He truly is a new little man.

The nurse found him a mobile and fell asleep for his nap by himself watching the little fish spin around.

Some pictures of a sight I am NEVER going to get tired of...Ben sleeping on his back!!!


My Benny Bear Sleeping:

And again:

With his mobile:

I have his hardware covered with a terrycloth bib so it isn't catching and it seems to be helping to keep him comfy:

AND THE BEST PART OF ALL.........

His O2 sats are 100 and his heart rate is 117!!! This surgery, as hard as it is/was, has been an absolute miracle.

Now to get rid of the NG and get ourselves home!

Faith....

It's 1am. I am sat in a little room with a bed just off the PICU and I am left wondering how after everything we have been through we can still have faith.






Somehow we do...and right now that is all we can cling on to. We have to have faith everything will be okay. We have to keep our faith in a team of doctors we have known for only a few weeks, to be the best at what they do.

We have to keep the faith that by next Sunday Ben should be able to breath on his own and okay...