The Romance of Snow
Snow is very romantic, at least for this kiwi girl from balmy Auckland. Â I sit and watch it whirling and swirling around in the air and wonder if it is actually falling or not. Â I have a perfect seat on the window sill, I can feel the cold pane of glass on my arm.
This would all be very grand of course, like a Christmas card.  Except of course that there is no roaring fire in a hospital room.
Aria continues to dump out of her stoma. Â The window for blaming the wrong feed is closing. Â That, together with a temperature overnight of 38.8 means she is back. Â She is also getting bad headaches in the back of her neck. Â They come on suddenly and she cries and says ‘really sore’ and then they go again. Â I feel really sad for her 🙁
I had been so excited for the next snow fall. Â It came last night as we were bundling Aria up to take her in at around 3am. Â The worst timing. Â It was windy and snowing, took my breath away! Â Thankfully they made it in ok. Â Asher woke up this morning super excited to see it. Snow! Snow!
Scope this afternoon at 2.30. Â Dumping and fever go with rejection so the biopsy will test for that. Â Hopefully it is still the wrong feed but that doesn’t explain the headaches. Â Apparently there are lots of kids in with tummy viruses. Â It is that time of year! Â Stink