The day after she had the surgery, Paizlei's skin was playing games with me. One minute she was so pale, it scared me...the next minute, she was so flushed, her cheeks were bright red. She had a low grade fever most of the day that wouldn't break even with Tylenol and Motrin alternating every 3 hours. By 4pm, I was freaking out, I called up to PCMC and was able to talk to the doctor. He said he was going to call a couple of prescriptions into our pharmacy for us and talk to anesthesiology. He called me back not 2 minutes after I hung up with him. He advised me to take her into the nearest ER immediately because he feared she was having an allergic to the anesthesia, or that she had some internal bleeding from the biopsies, or she had contracted an infection while at PCMC. Freaking out even more, I dropped Hunter off with Zane's amazing Mom, and we went immediately to the ER. His fears were confirmed, she was having an allergic reaction. It just so happened our family physician was also on in the ER that night...thank goodness, because he knows EVERYTHING about Paizlei. They gave her a shot of an antibiotic, just to be on the safe side, if she did in fact contract an infection, the antibiotic will start working fast. Paizlei also got a dose of Benadryl for the reaction. I was told to watch her very close for the next couple of days and to continue giving her the Benadryl for 2-3 days.
I was so impressed with how great everyone at PCMC was. They were all so friendly, explained everything, made sure Paizlei was going to be comfortable, and that I was going to be comfortable. I thought it was so awesome, they put her to sleep with sleeping gas BEFORE they gave her the IV. It was so peaceful...there was no holding down a VERY strong toddler, while she was fighting because they were giving her an IV. They poked her once in her foot and got the IV in on the first try. And, they gave her Versed before they took her back. And they let her take her beloved "Piggy Bug", aka lady bug Pillow Pet, back into the OR. Our experience there was so great, I wouldn't hesitate going back.
My sweet little Paizlei coming out of the anesthesia. She didn't like how it made her feel. She was so uncomfortable.
When they wheeled her into surgery, she got to ride in a wagon. When she woke up, all she cared about was riding the wagon out to the car. She kept crying, "I want the wagon!", "Where the wagon go?", "Me go in wagon!". She was beyond happy when she got to rid the wagon out to the car. She was so cute.


2 comments:
So glad she is doing beter!
I'm glad that she started feeling better, but wow, what a scary experience!! I wish they had found more definitive answers! But I guess it's good to scratch off a few possibilities??
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