So I've been trying to take notes on the people that have been helping Buffy and things that have been happening. I started doing this Saturday morning because along this journey the have been some awesome people that have cared for my love.
Friday. They let me go back to see her around 8:30 I think, and that was hard. Her temp was high and heart was in the 160's The nurse in charge of her in the ER was Bob. Simply amazing. He took the time to answer my questions, he explained what all the machines were doing and let us know the she was now “His” patient. He told us what to expect in the short term and he let me and her mom love on her until we got to carried away. He'd make us back off and relax, because she need to rest. I told him he was the man in charge as far as I was concerned.
Tim, the respiratory therapist, told us what he was up to and also answered our dumb question we must have been asking...
Linda, Buffy's mom. If you pull out a modern dictionary and look up the word “rock”, you will find a picture of this woman there. Buffy's dad had just gotten out of the hospital on Wednesday. He had been in there since December 23 and now I call her telling her that her daughter is in the ER with possible brain damage. Oh man....
Friday finished with Buffy in the ICU unit at Mercy SW. They were wanting to move her to the downtown main hospital to do an MRI, but couldn't get a room till Saturday.
Sandy was Buffy's ICU nurse on Friday after noon. Another awesome person to meet along the way. We'd get to see her again on Monday. She reiterated many of the things the Bob had said about the wide spectrum of antibiotics they had started Buffy on. They didnt know what, so they were treating her for it all.
I sent my shell shocked kids home with their Grandma Linda. One of Buffy's cousins, Lori, had come down from Lodi to help take care of Buffy's dad. Seeing his grand kids would help lift his spirits and keep him occupied. He couldnt come down to Buffy because of his current condition, and it was driving him mad.
Lupe came in for Friday night to take care of my baby over night. He made me feel calm as he liked to keep everything nice and dark in the ICU room and “Let her get the rest she needs”. They had her on active cooling to arrest her temperature. Temps were down to the 103's and her HR was down in the 130's
I went home Friday night with my head swimming and my stomach full of bile. Still looking for the bottom of the pit that I had fell into. I randomly open and closed my eyes for the next few hours in a futile attempt to sleep. It never came....
Its Monday night, I need to go to sleep. She still in the hospital, sedated and on the respirator. They were going to try and wean her off the sedation starting tonight (again). We've got a long haul in front of us and I need rest. I'll try and catch up tomorrow.
Keep the prayers and good vibes coming. She needs them.