Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Brayden's Accident , Part 2
After he ate some of his waffle mom and I left the hospital and went to the hotel leaving Greg with Brayden. Even though he was in a diaper, you would have to help him pee in his magic bucket because he wouldn't use the diaper flat out refused. He told the nurses then us he was a big boy and big boys don't use diapers or magic pants as they tried to convince him they were. My boy didn't buy that. Mom and I went back to the hotel tried to get some sleep, hoping Greg was doing the same. I slept some but the rest didn't feel restful. I was sleeping 7 or 8 hours at least a night a feeling like I got a 20 minute nap in.
After we got up and got a good shower and breakfast we headed back to the hospital. When we got there Greg had already seen most of the doctors on rounds and there was no real change in his condition. His eyes were swollen shut so he couldn't see. The swelling was so bad that the doctors couldn't make a decision on the surgery yet, waiting on that till the swelling goes down.At this point 36 hours after the accident he had been awake and aware for maybe a total of an hour, maybe. He was asleep , so he was healing which was a good thing. At lunch Greg and his mom went to the store picked up McDonald's and came back. Brayden who we thought was asleep said something we couldn't hear. We asked what he said , so he repeated himself very loudly " I said french fry". He smelt the french fries, he couldn't see them but he knew they were there and wanted them , now! We feed him the french fried. He ate all of mine , most of mom's. My baby was coming back just kinda sneaky;). HA!
He still couldn't see so all we could do was read to him. The staff at Children's was amazing they brought him tons of books. They brought him a Mater remote controlled car. They brought him a book that had a cd of the story and a cd player so he could listen to it at all times. He was awake a lot now excerpt we didn't know when he was. He was quiet and his eyes were shut. You would know he was awake when you would hear random " french fry , please!" or " muffin" or "waffle". It would come out of no where. You would be in mid sentence and he would interrupt with it. It was funny but it meant a lot more. It meant my baby boy was getting back to himself.
I was getting calls constantly. Emails too. We started updating facebook as much as we could because it was just easier, it could get the message out faster. One of our phones ( Greg, mom or me) was almost always on the charger. Mom said she would stay with him that night, which made her boy happy, he sure does love his sweetie. Greg and I went left for the night about 8. WE stopped at Outback for dinner because I NEEDED a drink . I needed to be out where people were . I needed a break. We had a nice dinner and we relaxed, if only a little . We got sleep that night and were back at it again in the morning. Dad had finally been able to book his flight and work out the details of coming up. At that point it had been decided that Kaitlyn would go back to Florida with mom when she went home. Tuesday want much change, random food requests and I got go potty a billion times ( he was still on IV meds ) and some read to me that Woody story or Lightning BaQueen ( as he says it) story. I felt that I could stay with him that night. I had been having a hard time being around him for long periods of time. Seeing my baby so broken was killing me. But I knew in my heart he was going to be okay now and that he would love to have mommy.
Mom and Greg went back to the hotel about 830 or so and did whatever they did ( I wasn't with them I don't know ! LOL) I went to the snack machine and got some chips and when I got back I was in trouble with a handsome little boy because I didn't bring him any. Guess who ate my chips and drank my sweet tea? You guessed it not me.HA! I would have given him anything at that point and he knew it! I got some sleep that night but like I've said I would sleep 7 hours , 8 hours and felt like I took a nap. It wasn't restful sleep. It was worried sleep. I would here nurses and CNAs come in doing there thing . I would here nosies in the hall or a light would get brighter in the hall. Plus sleeping on a small recliner type/size chair that pulls out to a bed isn't exactly the most comfortable sleep , either. And the whole yelling for french fries in the middle of the night things, not as cute now. When Greg and mom returned in the morning they brought me breakfast and had picked up Dad from the airport. I could see it in his face, when he saw Brayden. He hurt for my baby. I saw it in mom's face too. Other than that first moment they saw him, they didn't show it they were here and very supportive and for that I am grateful.
They forced us to go to lunch that day, practically kicked us out of Brayden's room. I was mad. I didn't want to leave him. They were right though. We needed a break. We walked to get lunch 5 or 6 blocks away ( no easy task in Alabama in June , might I add). We had lunch sat and talked. On they way back it was time for another happy meal, Greg walked over to McDonald's I walked back to the room. When I walked in to the room , there was stuff all over his bed . He was sitting up and he said " Hi , mommy." I said " hi , baby " He replied with " I can open my eye now" After almost 5 days I could see his beautiful blue eye. It was only one then the left one but it could open. I hugged him was about to sit down next to him and ask where all the new stuff had come from, what department when I heard a noise I looked up and there was Kimmie ( Greg's cousin) and Aunt Cindy ( dad's sister). I was in shock gave them hugs and thanked them for coming. Greg got back about 5 or 10 minutes later at most. Same thing happened with him all excited about the one eye opening and then shock about Kimmie and Aunt Cindy ;). I volunteered to stay again that night. I know Greg when he and any of his cousins get together and when he's with Aunt Cindy. I was gonna get more sleep at the hospital than anyone at the hotel, anyway!HA!
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