At 10:00 last night we were finally moved out of the PICU and to 6th floor (way too late to be transfered, in my opinion). We had never been to the sixth floor before, so the past 16 hours have been a unique experience for us. Up until a few hours ago we were sharing a room with another child recovering from surgery. Whoever thought that sharing rooms in a Children's Hospital was a good idea must not have children of their own. It is an awful idea! We had a very sleepless, anxious night. The little boy we shared a room with was very sick. He vomited all through the night, in between watching tv with the light next to his bed shining brightly and moaning from the pain he was experiencing. I wasn't upset at all with the poor kid who was obviously suffering. I felt horrible for him. He deserved his own room. Especially since Elijah wakes up naturally at 5:30 every morning, talking very loudly.
By the early morning hours, the nurses and doctors were discovering that this other little boy was really really sick. They got him transferred down to the PICU where he could be better cared for, so since about 10:00 we have had the room to ourselves and life has been much more tolerable (and hopefully life for the other little boy is much more tolerable as well). Elijah took a little nap and Dan and I even were able to shut our eyes for a short bit.
Elijah is doing great! The Voice removed his dressing a while ago and his stitches look great. This morning he was kneeling along side the edge of his crib and it freaked me out! The doctor said that as long as it doesn't appear to bother him, he can do whatever he wants. He still doesn't love being on his back, but tolerates it better than he did yesterday. All of his vitals are perfect perfect perfect, and he has an appetite that is voracious. He is mostly content lying around, watching shows and playing with toys.
We will most likely be here until at least Tuesday. We are praying for no new roommate (for everyone's sake), but we will see what the rest of today brings. Hospital life is just dreadful. It sure makes us appreciate our home.
Thanks for checking in on us. Pray with us for an uneventful rest of our stay (oh, and for the swine flu to stay down at the end of the hall)!