Uuuuuugh… not again…
Well we got Lindsay home and then she was fine – she had some gatorade and two pieces of toast with jam. Then she slept – then she woke up and she came up to the bedroom where I was putting things away in the closet. And I turn around and there she is, tears in her eyes from the pain that’s returning.. so we pop in two Percocet and an hour later she’s fine… and she’s been asleep since 5pm… thank the lord for drugs!
Poor thing tho’ two attacks within 24hrs.
Tomorrow we’re gonna call and get on a cancellation list for the operation… otherwise she’s got to wait till some time “AFTER CHRISTMAS” that’s a bit of a wait in such pain… now she might not have another attack – but who knows it’s a pretty huge stone. 1.8cm – it’s understandable why there is so much pain.
At least she’s comfortable now… At 8pm I have to go up and wake her so she can pump – and I’ll see if I can get some Jello I made into her.
Ah yes – ever since I became a parent there hasn’t been a single dull moment. weeeeee heh heh…