New photos on Aria’s FB page
Wow- that last post was the highest commented ever! The posts about funding being granted and the rejection posts got lots too but obviously photos are a great way to communicate! Â Thanks for all the great comments and support
Life continues to march on.  Aria had another round of dialysis and they got 1300mls off!  A great result.  She had a break on Saturday and she peed a bit which was encouraging.
Also since she is on full feeds she is allowed to order meals.  Ok so I know what you are thinking- American hospital food- ‘vom’ as my sister would say.  Actually it is miles better than the slop they serve as Starship.  Ok slop is a harsh word but seriously I wouldn’t feed some of that stuff to my cat.  Here it is much like room service at a hotel, you ring with your selections and they deliver within 45 mins to your room.  She has a menu which is fairly extensive including lots of stuff you won’t see in a kilometre radius of a govt run hospital like streaky bacon, deep fried chicken strips and lucky charms. She is so excited and we read thru the menu and last night she had mac and cheese and sugar free chocolate instant pudding.  She did try the mac and cheese by licking the sauce but didn’t want to try the pudding.
Aria is a busy bee during the day.  She had lots of visitors yesterday from Bridget the music therapist, the preschool lady and Gloria a volunteer who always does fun things with Aria.  Aria did all her preschool activities, charged thru the whole box of goodies AND listened and enjoyed two stories.  45 mins of productive playing and learning.  In between she and I surfed nickjr.com.  We brought her a little wireless mouse, bright pink on clearance at target (guess only 3 year olds want bright pink mice) she happily clicks away.
Yes Aria is still 3 in our minds and hers.  We are going to celebrate her birthday next Monday with her I think.  Hopefully that will give us enough time to plan and organise everything.
I am finding my days in hospital very enjoyable but very hard, dialysis has made it worse.  The sessions are 3 hours and there is a nurse in the room for the full three hours.  This is on top of the RTs checking the vent and doing breathing treatments, pharmacy staff checking the meds, physical therapy, occupational therapy, people checking o2 tanks, cleaners, nurses, doctors, nurse practitioner (3 visiting once a day).  Some of those people Aria knows which is fine.  Others she doesn’t.  Some want Aria to wave and say hi.  Aria doesn’t- she just wants them to go away.  I feel like someone is watching me, it is like living in a fish tank.  Actually it isn’t even a feeling, someone is actually watching me for 3 hours a day.  If I am interacting with Aria I have to field questions at the same time, yes I have an accent, yes the weather is different, yes Aria is cute, yes her eyelashes are long, no she hasn’t eaten before, yes she is mad, yes she smiled, yes she wants to be moved (no thanks I will do it).  Often I am having a conservation with a doctor or NP whoever else is in the room decides to chime in.  Or staff members decide to have a conservations about their kids/dog/drive to work with each other while Aria and I are trying to play, loudly too as Americans tend to speak louder.  Honestly all this stuff drives me crazy.  Really all these people mean well and are trying to be friendly.  We love our nurses and some people we look forward to their visit each day and Aria does too but after 6 + months I am over it.  Whinge over.
Oh and GO THE ALL WHITES!