Tuesday, January 8, 2008

one of those days

I went to the hospital this afternoon, and the nurse blind-sided me by saying, "Ellie's PDA has reopened again, and Owen's belly is still struggling to recover from his sickness."  She laughed and said, "I guess it's just one of those days."

One of those days?  One of those days is when your kid spills some Cheerios on the floor.  It is certainly NOT when one of them has a heart that won't heal, and the other's stomach is being tormented by an infection.  No, no.  This is not "one of those days."  This sucks.

Ellie's PDA reopened - again.  The doctors have decided that surgery is the only answer at this point.  She will be transferred from Northside Hospital to Scottish Rite (across the street) tomorrow afternoon, and her surgery is scheduled for Wednesday morning.  We are totally numb from this news.  Numb and powerless.

Owen is still recovering from his infection.  Luckily, nothing grew on the cultures that were taken on Saturday morning so the medicine beat the infection before the infection could beat him.  He will be on antibiotics until this Saturday, and will not be given breast milk again for at least another week.

We had just started to see a glimpse of the twins' personalities before this setback.  Ellie finally got off of the c-pap and was opening her eyes, throwing fits, and moving around adorably. Owen - our rock from the beginning - suddenly became a helpless victim to a sickness that left him hungry, tired, and cranky.

The four of us have a long week ahead; sometimes I wish I could just blink my eyes and have all of these days be over (or at least a little easier).

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