reality hits

...there are going to be good days and bad days. Today was the latter.

The day started off on what seemed to be a high note. Georgia had her "brain drain" removed! This was about a day early, but the team felt it was time to be pulled since her pressures were good and the small amount of leakage (mostly blood vs CSF for those of you who know EVDs!) at the site meant that the exit wound was a risk for infection. The drain came out without a hitch and Georgia didn't even flinch through the pulling or the stitching up of the site. EMLA cream and morphine helped I suppose :) But then she kinda crumbled the rest of the day. Lots of nausea and vomiting as well as sleepiness. We were really nervous that this was a sign that perhaps the drain came out too early and she was accumulating fluid, but everyone felt that she would look MUCH worse if that was the case.

As the day progressed, we too felt it was more a stomach thing - seemed anytime she tried to take meds or have a sip of water, it came back up versus her having projectile vomiting for no apparent reason (which would indicate increased intracranial pressure). Regardless, after having such nice progress for a few days, this felt like a huge setback. Perhaps we had done too much too soon. We have to remind ourselves that this was a huge surgery and by god, she is allowed to feel like crud every once in a while!

We finally got her seizure meds into her this evening and she kept them down. She's sleeping very comfortably now so we are hoping for a peaceful, restful night and a fresh start tomorrow. After all - this is a marathon not a sprint.