Just got home from the hospital after spending the night with Amanda. We were hoping IV antibiotics, steroids, and bi-pap with oxygen would start to kick in and blow off this pneumonia. Blood work from 6am to 11am showed things worsening so Amanda is in ICU with a breathing tube. When she heard that she was going to be intubated, Amanda got super angry and started pounding her fists on the table. I don’t blame her. It’s not fun. It’s not fun watching it being done to your daughter either. Ted and I are both tired and numb.
I can still count the blessings. Thank goodness we didn’t move her out to Canton where the distance would have exacerbated this whole predicament. Thankful for a wonderful December full of family, friends, and Christmas celebrations. So glad it happened on a Saturday under mine and Ted’s watch AND that it wasn’t a weekday where Ted was gone to Indiana. So glad that we got her to the hospital right from the start – she had no symptoms until yesterday morning (that we could see any ways) except her being quite sleepy and tired over the past week.
Ted and I are fine – we make a great team from years of handling the hospital juggling vigil. It’s not something you want to be good at.