When we came home on Friday we thought it would be a great idea to leave Sadie's catheters attached to the drainage bags. That way we could keep an eye on her output. We moved her crib into our room so I could keep an eye on her throughout the night so she wouldn't yank on her tubes. Consequently, no one slept all night. Saturday morning we ditched the drainage bag plan and double-diapered. (We put one diaper over her dressing and a size larger diaper over the top of that into which the catheters drained.) Saturday, the crib went back into the nursery. I stressed all day Saturday and Sunday about the fact that Sadie was neither eating nor pooping. Sunday night we were up until about 4:30 am. So, today, we're all an exhausted mess!
I decided that it was about time for Sadie to get, "The Diana Treatment." When I worked in critical care, I got made fun of by one particular male nurse for administering The Diana Treatment to all of my patients. The Diana Treatment is as follows:
1. Patients are not allowed to refuse a bath.
2. At least one, but preferrably two, baths will be administered while under Diana's care.
3. Every part of said patient will be scrubbed, including hair, teeth (false or real), nails, and so on. Glasses will be washed and placed on the patient's face whether or not the patient is in a coma.
4. Patients must wear lotion, powder, and deodorant. No exceptions.
5. Any open area or sutured area will be slathered in antibiotic ointment.
6. Patients will receive pain medication at completion of The Diana Treatment and are thereby expected to rest. Blinds will be closed and white noise will play in the background.
I don't like dirty patients (or dirty kids). I've been trying to keep Sadie as clean as possible but she can't tub bathe. So, I whipped out The Diana Treatment. I pulled her Penrose drain and, with the help of my two assistants, administered The Diana Treatment (with age-appropriate modifications, of course). Sadie is now up to Diana Code and is playing on her play mat with Daddy at the present moment. I don't know about her, but I sure feel better! ; )
So, the Penrose is out, which means no more dressing changes. We're down to just two catheters and the colostomy. Things are (almost) back to our old routine.
Finally, pictures. Enjoy!
|Preop snuggles with Daddy...|
|...and smooches from Mommy.|
|My first bottle after surgery.|
|Resting in my room.|
|Back home, playing with my favorite basket of toys.|