July 17th night- July 18th

To get everyone up to speed- Adi had a blood transfusion through a peripheral IV line in her foot. We prayed that the line would last long enough to give her the blood she needed. The IV team had come in and placed the second line in her hand so that they could run her TPN at the same time and also hoped to be able to use that line to place dye in when they would place the PICC the next day. We didn’t have any other options for veins, all of them have been exhausted- everything worked out. A few minutes after the blood transfusion finished the vein failed. What a blessing… all we needed now was for the vein in her hand to survive the night. The next day the PICC was to be placed. Dr. Feola, was the radiologist who found that Adi’s stomach had herniated again on May 31st, placed about three of her tubes, two upper GIs, and now was going to place the PICC. I was nervous about her being given more drugs to sedate her body and that I couldn’t be at her side really annoyed me until I new it was Dr. Feola performing the procedure. The procedure was to take up to two hours… I left and got some food from the caf and was back in 15 mins. When I walked back to the hall where I would wait out the rest of the time I saw her cna with the crib in the room. She was done and I counted my blessings. I walked into the room and grabbed Adi. Doctor Feola looked at me and said “that went great.” Then he added that he felt like he was her personal radiologist. How many people have one of those.
The PICC made blood draws easy because there would be not more poking. Everyday she was being poked for blood so they could make up her TPN. The screaming and seeing her not feeling well really wore on me. I started being unable to watch. I would walk the halls and as I would come back and hear her crying I’d start crying. I became a big boob at watching my baby cry but finally the PICC was going to stop the crying.