Just a quick update on my little monkey. Marissa is feeling better everyday, however, she is still in quite a bit of pain. We tried her on Tylenol during the day yesterday and we could tell it didn't handle her pain as well as the Lortab. The problem with the Lortab is that it is a narcotic pain med. Everyone knows what comes along with narcotic pain meds, right? Constipation!!! That is right people, we are waiting and praying for poop!!
Monday, January 26, 2009
We had to give her glycerin suppositories all weekend and they helped a little, but she is still pretty backed up. It is just not fair to know she is not only in pain from the surgery, but she has to deal with the pain of constipation. Of course, the incision is in the same place as her muscles she uses to push. She cries so hard until she is done that she just passes out afterward. So please join us in praying for poop.
We were able to give her a bath and take the dressing off the incision yesterday. It looks pretty good but it is long. I knew it wasn't going to be small but I guess it still took me by surprise anyway. I was even telling a friend on Facebook that it was 5-6 inches long. At the same time, Jeremy was changing her diaper and he looked up at me as I read what I wrote and corrected me, saying "honey, it is only about 3 inches long." I had already sent my message, so I had to type another one up real quick to correct myself! I guess when you are a mama, your brain tends to exaggerate things when it comes to your baby's pain. I told my friend that a paper cut on Marissa would seem huge to me!
So, overall, she is doing better but she still has a long way to go to get to feeling like herself again. So keep up the good work Prayer Warriors!
Thanks for checking in!
I've said it before, you people are good! And the Lord is Great!!!
WE HAVE POOP!!!
Marissa woke up as soon as I finished this post. I went into her room and rolled her over, and well, let me put it this way... poop explosion!
OK OK, you get the picture. :)
She broke my heart this morning. When I went into her room, I opened her blinds and walked over to her crib. With a smile on my face, in a chipper voice I stroked her hair and asked her how she was doing. She grabbed my hand, got a big grip of my skin and with a very mean scowl, she pinched me saying "OW!" Awww, my poor baby! I am so sad she is in pain and I can only do so much to make her feel better. I would take her pain on myself if I only could.
Posted by Alicia at 8:46:00 AM