I knew before we even left for the hospital that we would be staying. I actually prepared a little and brought Jonas' tigger with us for support. He has pneumonia, again. Dang, I really get upset at this because we were doing so well and then you never know what caused it. That is my personality...I want to know why or be able to blame it on something, even if that is myself. I have to be honest that I had a glimmer of happiness as I have missed the cafeteria food, but that quickly dwindled when we get into the process of answering questions over and over again and then having to deal with "mental" people. It is very hard to watch someone do the treatments(cough assist, suction, putting on the bi-pap) not the way that I do it and in my opinion terribly. I sometimes wonder if some of these people went to school or was even taught how to use these machines.
Jonas is not nearly as sick as he was in July, and the plan as of last night was to try to get him home today. The stupid nurse, yes I said stupid, seems to think otherwise. Maybe that is due to the fact that she is a spazzy magee and makes Jonas nervous and upset, so of course he won't do well for you. I am becoming one of those mothers who nurses hate because I say what I think should be done. This particular nurse today could care less what I have to say, therefore stupid nurse. We came in this morning and they have Jonas sitting up and then she wonders why he is struggling....so I as nicely as I can (I really do try not to be one of those moms) mention that Jonas just does not tolerate sitting up. I said it three times..nothing. Stupid nurse. So finally Whit puts him down himself and she is like, Oh does he do better when he's flat. Did I not say that!
Whit says I shouldn't write when I'm angry....true, I'm sure she's a nice gal, just a stupid nurse.
Ok, so all be done being mad. Jonas looks fine right now, just exhausted. Watching Tarzan helps his spirits. Thank you for the extra prayers! Hopefully we can be home tomorrow night.
Side note: The last time Jonas went in to the hospital I was reading Twilight...what might I be reading right now?...Twilight. Uh oh, maybe I shouldn't read that.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Yep, it's true he is sick...
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I write when I'm upset too so I totally understand how that goes. I'm sorry the nurse wasn't listening to you and the respiratory peeps don't do things like you would like. I hope you guys are discharged tomorrow so you don't have to deal with all that. Let us know if you need any help okay?
we are praying for Jonas and you and whit! too funny about the nurses, don't feel bad you know best and should make sure he gets the best care!
I am so, so sorry. I hoped it wasn't this. I am sending you enormous positive thoughts and strength for Jonas. Don't be shy with the nurses. I always am, too, but the best nurses listen and when the not so good ones don't, make them! (Easier said than done, I know.)
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