Monday

She was up and moving today.  Still very sore.  We strolled around the hospital and she even came down to the cafeteria for us to have lunch together.  As you can see, the handy-dandy pole with said attachments which are all attached to Miss Ivey must tag along.

Moving Ivey around is painful for her.  However, she has to move.  Being too still makes her stiff and seems to hurt around her incision more.  She is still on morphine every few hours to help control the pain.

Yesterday we started Ivey back on her feeds.  She has not had a feeding via j-tube since last Wednesday, so this is a test to see how she handles it.  She has been on a continual feed on half-strength formula with us titrating the volume up over the hours.  At nine o'clock tonight she switched to full strength formula.
I think everyone is holding their breath to see if this triggers her intestines to bleed again.

It looks like Ivey will be here several more days.  No definite exit date has been established at this point.  This is inspite of my constant, incessant, pestering to try to convince Dr. Meyers to pin-point a exit strategy and date.  So to appease me, he said to plan through the weekend.

It look like Ivey will have a capsule placed in her GI tract on Wednesday in hopes to locate the source and cause of the bleed.

And for those who know and those who may not know... Matt also had surgery this past Friday.  He is doing okay.  He is in ALOT of pain.  He had surgery to straighten out his deviated septum.  For the record, his pain medicine has made him completely loopy.  Not one conversation with him is coherent.  I hate that I am here and not able to take care of him when he is in so much pain.  I also hate that I am here and missing out of some great blackmail opportunities on my husband while he is taking pain medication for that deviated septum surgery.  Fortunately, his parents have been helping him on the home front.  And some awesomely great friends and family have taken the boys under their wings.  And as always, the Godparents have stepped up and loved on the boys while we are away.

Thank you to everyone who is preparing meals for my boys at home.  Thank you for all the well-wishes and prayers.  We are all very grateful.  Being away from home is never easy.

Until tomorrow..... +