Day 3

It was a good day!  What a wonderful change in Ashlynn.  She had a pretty good night of sleep last night so she was awake most of the day.  She wanted to play with toys, look a books, and watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on TV.  She took a couple of wagon rides through the halls again.  This time she waved at all the nurses.  No real smiles yet (it probably still hurts too much) but she would nod when people talked to her.  This afternoon we wheeled her to a rootbeer float party in the hospital lobby. She ate two cups of ice cream!  We suspect the cold of the ice cream felt good on her sore mouth.

Ashlynn's pain is decreasing slowly.  We were able to eliminate one of her pain medications today; however, she is still on two others and we can tell by her mood when it's getting to be time for the next dose.  She seems to have accepted her "No-Nos" (arm restraints).  She's gotten pretty creative with them already.  And she still hates any unfamiliar face in the room.  She cries whenever a nurse walks in.  Some of them have tried so hard to get her to warm up to them but Ashlynn's just won't give them a break.  After what's she's been through this week, who can blame her for not being quick to trust?!

Our plastic surgeon believes we'll be ready to go home tomorrow.  It'll be so nice to all be home together again.  Derek and Mason have been such good sports about the crazy routine this week.  A weekend home together will be good medicine for all of us.

Visiting with Grandma Lanoue, Aunt Kim, Brok, Hallee,
 and Great-Grandpa Leonard over Skype