Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Time to count gifts ...

When you get the phone call from Mt Buller medical centre that your Little Girl is there with a suspected broken leg, can they have permission to administer morphine so they can take her boot off ...

You give thanks for helmets, for the 3 ski patrol members were passing on the lift above as she crashed and arrived within minutes, for the skill of the doctors in the medical centre who prepared her leg for travel with  a back slab to prevent any further problems of constriction in the muscles.

When just have to wait while your Little Girl makes the long 4 hour journey off the mountain and down to the RCH ... when everything inside you is crying that you should be with your Little Girl ...

You give thanks that your friend is riding the whole way with her and advocated on my Little Girl's behalf to go to RCH ... not Benalla or Wangaratta ... and the skill of the paramedics who kept my Little Girl comfortable.

When you're in emergency and you've just signed consent forms for GAMP, pins, plates and slits in the side of her leg in case of pressure build up ... when the Little Girl is crying off and on for 45mins after the doctor as seen her because she's finally realised how serious the injury is and just what it might mean for the next 3-6 months ... when you keep getting bumped from surgery until at 12am they finally call it a night and reschedule for the following afternoon ...

You give thanks (selfishly) that your Little Girl is not in as serious a condition as the children that bumped her ... that we live in an age when we have access to good pain medication ...

When you wait and wait until finally at 7:30pm she goes into theatre ...

You don't know whether to give thanks that she was on the emergency list which meant she was bumped for the more urgent cases but she still gets to go into surgery even though it's after 7pm.

And when the doctors are finished ...

You give thanks that they got away with just the GAMP. That she hasn't started growing yet, which gives her the best long term outlook.

And the next day when the plaster is too heavy to lift and we're working through how to get her home.

You give thanks for the hospital rental department that supplies us with wheelchair and all the other bits and pieces we'll be needing, plus the input of physio and OT to help with it all.

And when you have a Little Girl that has been so brave but has just about had enough ...

You give thanks for whoever bandaged up Bluey's left leg while they were both in theatre...

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And a bright green plaster that can bring a smile to her face.

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When you've slept two nights in the hospital and your Little Girl is totally dependent on others ...

You give thanks for family and friends who drop everything to lend a hand.


4 comments:

sharon said...

Holy crap. It sucks that it took so long, but yes you are able to see the silver lining that there are children that were much worse off that were in front of her. Hope that she gets some sleep (nurofen good for bone pain?! although with luck they might have given you some better stuff?!) and that the days ahead will bring some getting used to the weight and she can get around a little bit.

Beautifully written too by the way....

cate behind the purple door said...

Oh, gosh, what a saga! Well done on holding it together while waiting for her, hope the recovery period isn't too stressful for you and the family.

alexa said...

Oh my goodness, I read your wonderfully coherent words with growing dismay. Glad you are, and have been, well supported and thinking of you,,, What a shock for you all, and how very hard for her. Hoping for a swift recovery and lots of positive steps ... Warmest good wishes.

Amy said...

Oh Melissa I can only begin to imagine what this past week has been like - I was traumatised when the eldest broke his toe! What a godsend your friend was there and advocated for transfer to RCH - we are so lucky to have such a great hospital on our doorstep.

The next 3-6 months sound as though they will be a challenge. One of my students, a Yr6 boy, is in plaster and a boot for a similar time frame and he's counting down the weeks with 6 to go!

Please know that you are all in our thoughts and prayers and I sincerely hope that she is able to manage her pain and cope with impaired movement for an extended period of time.