Poppy wasn't able to come home, afterall.
She had several fits of unconsolable crying over the weekend,
one of which lasted for about 5 hours. We weren't around for it & the
nurses passed her back and forth among them, but nothing could help her.
They felt like she was in pain because of the way she was
acting when she was crying & the shrillness of the cry.
So we were happy to be told during rounds that they wanted her to stay longer
to try to see what could be done for her.
And we had been feeling like they were kind of pushing us out a little too soon, also.
They didn't have a solid feeding plan in place & we haven't yet been
told much about how to take care of her g-tube,
and she hasn't been gaining any weight since she's been transferred.
She is still hovering right around 6 pounds.
So as difficult as it is to have her still in the hospital, especially one that is 90
minutes away in good traffic (and using the carpool lane), we are
glad that she's getting the extra attention that she seems to need right now.
And her doctor called me tonight to say that she has a fever,
which if she was home would force us to the ER, so we are extra glad
that she's there. Having a broviac line puts her at extra risk of
major problems with any fever, so anytime that she has one in the future,
we will have to get to the ER as soon as possible and not leave until
several tests are run to make sure that things are ok.