First of all, Colby is feeling much better, yay! Started him on antibiotics Monday and have been very aggressive with extra cough treatments, shaky vest treatments, running humidifiers, etc. It seems to be doing the trick. His heart rate is lower. Secretions are thinner and not so green (yeah I know, gross.) I can't even imagine how pissed and sad I would be if Colby was in the hospital on Christmas.
Here's what it took to get Colby's antibiotic: At 8:15 a.m., called Cincy, left message for nurse. She called back, said pulmonologist would start Colby on antibiotics. Excellent. Called Walgreen's 2 hours later, they didn't have prescription ready. Called 3 hours after that, they still didn't have Colby's prescription. Hmmm. So I called Cincy, left another message for nurse. She called back, accidentally sent the prescription to the wrong pharmacy. Okie dokie then. She called prescription into correct Walgreens down here. Now we're cooking with gas. Walgreens called, they did not have the medicine, did I want them to order it for the next day or find another Walgreens that had it. Please find it I said. Walgreens called back, transferred prescription to another Walgreens. Weeee. Phone rings. It's a recorded message from Walgreens saying Colby's prescription has been delayed due to insurance issues. Oh hell no! So I called Walgreens and said hey, what up, what can I do to help, etc. Just get Colby's medicine, and no way I'm paying $40 for something when it should be $0. The pharmacist called Medicaid, then called me back. Prescription was paid for and filled, ready to go. So I called the ex and he picked it up. Can you believe that crap?! That's the way it is around here all the time. Nothing is ever easy. EVER. Monday Colby also had PT. Then the wheelchair dude, Dennis, came and did some adjusting to Colby's power chair. Took about 2.5 hours! We all decided Colby just needs to quit growing and that would make things easier on everyone.
Tuesday Colby had his quarterly nutrition visit. He now weighs 65.5 lbs and is 54.5 inches tall. Wow, what a whopper he is. But his BMI is just above the 25th percentile and if you look at Colby, he looks very healthy, not overly chunky at all. Tuesday night I went out to dinner (Tumbleweed) with a couple of my girlie friends and the nurse stayed with Colbster.
Wednesday I worked at the hospital. Didn't tear up anything, didn't spill anything, didn't get pissed even 1 time. Wow, an early Christmas miracle. I was supposed to go out with a friend for pedis that night, but I just couldn't do it. The Tumbleweed was doing a number on my stomach, plus I had been up with Colby for 3 nights giving extra cough treatments. Not a lot of sleep. Colby and I were in our pj's by 3:00. We did nothing the rest of the night except laundry and watch National Lapoon's Christmas. "I want to look him straight in the eye and I want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing, low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant, blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, dickless, hopeless, heartless, fat-ass, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of monkey shit he is! Hallelujah! Holy shit! Where's the Tylenol?" Makes me snort out loud laughing every time.
Today our friend Amber came over for a visit. Colby worked on his eye gaze. Bath aide came over. Colby got a hair cut and bath. I had him choose between straight buzz cut or faux hawk, he chose faux hawk. Actually we did a pretty darn good job on it. Then tonight the nurse stayed with Colby again and I did some running around and hanging out with a friend.
So on top of all this extra care for Colby and getting last minute Christmas stuff ready, I've been cooking and baking like Betty Crocker on crack. Today alone I made no-bake cookies, a big-ass cheese ball and banana nut bread. I mean seriously, who does that? It's my new thing I guess.
Time to give Colby his midnight cough treatment, then off to bed. Then up at 6:00 to get ready to work at hospital tomorrow. I have many things to be thankful for, mostly of all, Colby is feeling better. I really would have lost my flippin' mind if he ended up in the hospital this week. Also thankful I've scaled down this year with all the holiday stuff. I'm actually enjoying this Christmas season instead of freaking out. G'nite everyone.
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