October 11, 2019
Good morning. And a good morning it is indeed! I want to thank everyone for your prayers. They worked and my baby is back home. (It's raining outside and 51F degrees, but just beautiful here on my sofa.)
Yesterday morning, the doctor called me around 9:30 and said that Pogo was looking good. He was breathing good but still in the oxygen tent. However, he had been throwing up all his meds, and not eating. She was hoping that he would stop throwing up so that he could come home.
At eleven o'clock, Deanne and I went to the hospital to spend some time visiting with Pogo. Gosh, it felt so good to hold him in my arms and cuddle him. He felt so tiny, but oh so good. Here's a photo that Deanne took of us. I guess he was happy too because he peed all over the front of me. I took that as a sign of good luck.
While we were there, Pogo drank a lot of water and held it all down. That was definitely a good sign. I had taken some food with me but he wasn't interested in it. I held him for as long as I dared before putting him back in the oxygen tent. (It's really an enclosed cage with doors and holes to put your hands inside.)
Later in the afternoon, around four o'clock, the doctor called to say that Pogo could come home. Oh joy! Oh joy! Deanne picked me up around five o'clock and we went to the hospital to get my boy. The nurse gave me some more meds that Pogo has to take and went over the instructions with us. I paid the bill (Yes, it was huge!)
In just a little bit, she brought Pogo out to us. I wrapped him in another new blanket and we headed home. Can you guess? Yup, he peed on me on the way home. I just know this a sign of good luck. Once we got home and settled on the sofa, I made him a plate of food. My little guy was super hungry and ate it all up.
It's not a great photo, but I took it with my phone and the lighting was from a lamp. Plus he was moving and the photos kept coming out blurry. Pogo has trouble getting the food up off the plate and into his mouth (because he has no lower jaw) but he kept at it till he had licked the plate clean.
After supper, I started him on his new meds. I could only give him one of them because I could not get the cover off one of the bottles. When Joe gets home from work later today, I'll see if he can get the bottle cap off.
Later in the evening, when I thought his breathing might be a little off, I hooked my oxygen cannula up near him. He snuggled up near it and went right off to sleep. I do have a regular concentrator and the portable concentrator, so we can both use the oxygen at the same time if we need to. When Pogo woke up to make a potty trip to his pee pads, I took the oxygen away. He slept the whole night peacefully without it.
Through all of this, my daughter Deanne was like a trouper. Between taking care of her family, taking care of Bobby and doing his errands, looking after me and running me and Pogo around, I don't know how she held up. But she did. I am so thankful for her, and I do love her so. Pogo loves you too, Auntie!
On the way home from the first trip to the hospital yesterday, I took a few photos of the foliage with my cell phone. These photos were taken through the windshield too, but at least you can see some of the beautiful colors that our trees are showing. Here are just a couple of them.
I have more photos, but I'll save some for tomorrow's post. Right now, Pogo is sleeping. I'm curious to see how he will act later today when Joe comes home. He hasn't had his turkey treat these past couple of days so I'm wondering if he misses it.
I'm off now to make a cup of coffee and do a bit of blog reading. Again, thank you for all your prayers. Till Sunday,, Y'all have a fantabulous weekend.
Hugs, Edna B.