Friday, Sleepy and Sore

Kohl awoke  in my arms Friday morning with the sweetest little grin...just a one time thing and of course I didn't have my camera.  He wouldn't do it again, but that's o.k.  I captured several lil smiles throughout the day yesterday.  That was kinda my "thank you for snugglin' with me all night" grin.  Cuz after that, he was pretty much a sleepyhead and a tad bit cranky all day.  I did notice that the fluid on the top of his head had gone down considerably.  When I laid him in his crib that morning, I noticed that his eyelids were slightly tinged with a purplish tint.  Not very bad though...I had seen so much worse in researching this surgery.  He slept alot for the first half of the day.  When he would wake up, he would cry in such a way that let me know he felt bad and was feelin' pretty sore.  I think he may have overdone his lil self yesterday bein' all pain free on the meds!   Much like the previous night, Friday was pretty uneventful.  Kohl did receive 2 more doses of phentenol in his iv...thankfully, it still worked both times and didn't need to be replaced.  Since he had already received the last of his antibiotics the night before and they were wanting to wean him off the pain meds, they took his iv out completely Friday afternoon.  I know that was alot more comfortable for him to not have that "club" on his hand/arm.  It was a lot easier to feed him also, and I noticed that he started holding onto a wad of my shirt everytime he would eat with his newly freed hand!  lol  They shortly after brought Kohl his dose of Tylenol and explained that he would be taking morphine orally to control the pain, but only if he had breakthrough pain from the Tylenol...no closer than 4 hours inbetween doses.  Mom had come to stay the afternoon with me and Kohl. That evening, he started crying from what seemed like pain.  I called the nurse (Dawn, who was also so friendly and awesome with Kohl, and we also had fun talkin' photography and scrapbooking earlier that day ;) about getting some pain medication for him.  She brought in a dose of morphine, but by then he had gone to sleep.  I just wasn't sure if I should give it to him, but we (me, Dawn, and Mom) all agreed that we should give it to him to control his pain this once and see how he did through the night just on Tylenol.  Sure that he would probably need it again later, I agreed.  It must have tasted nasty, cuz he put up a good fight to take it.  He felt better after that though, cuz he got all happy and playful again.  Dad (Paw Paw) arrived to visit for a while on his way out of town.  He was able to play with Kohl a little bit.  I got a funny picture of him with "the hand" through the crib bars, which was entertaining Kohl.  Mi Mi and Paw Paw told Kohl goodbye and left to head home. Within a few minutes after they left, Dr. Joseph finally stopped in for the day.  He removed all of the gauze dressing from Kohl's head (which had actually worked its way up into the top of his hat anyway), and left only the nonstick bandage strip over the actual incision. He wasn't there very long, but I did get him to pose for a pic with Kohl.  He said again how great Kohl looked and commented on the minimal swelling.  He did seem overly concerned about the blisters on his face and insisted that we start putting antibiotic ointment on them.  He didn't really comment on when we could go home yet, but I assumed it would still be sometime Saturday or Sunday.  After he left, me and Kohl were there alone for the night.  Quiet...this would be good for him though. 

I put his bulldog blue and white striped Seuss hat over his hospital beanie, his bulldog blanket over him, and his lil stuffed bulldog next to him for a few shots to support Daddy's game...the 2nd round of the playoffs.  I texted Kevin a pic that said "Win it for me, Daddy!"  And Kendall updated us via texts on the bulldogs progress (or lack there of!)  So after 3 player ejections, 1 parent asked to leave, and 1 head coach ejected, the game was over.

Oh well...the bulldogs actually lost 49-0.  They really didn't stand a chance against St. Charles (who were a privat school 3x the size of Springfield.)  And the officials were especially rude to both our players and our coaches.  Sad to hear, but it was a great season, and Kevin did an awesome job with the defense!  NOthing to be ashamed of in the least! 

Later, the nurse came in to check Kohl's vitals and get a weight.  We tried cushioning the scale with a blanket because of all the fluid on the back of his head...but he was too sore to lay there to get a weight.  So I eased him on his tummy, but didn't move my arms outta the way fast enough.  So the nurse tried to do the same thing, but put him to close to the edge and he bonked his head on the the tray egde of the scale a few times.  The scale inaccurately read 12 lbs something, and we both knew that was not right and just gave up, cuz he was so upset.  I calmed him down and Kohl and mommy drifted off to sleep for another good night.  It wasn't the best day, but def not the worst either.  I eased him into his bed sleeping on his tummy since they back of his head was so sore.  He's used to sleepin' on his tummy anyway and comfy rest would be good for him.  Hopefully tomorrow he would be less sore.  And Kohl did awesome all night long on just his Tylenol every 6 hours!  Amazing!