I'm breaking this post up into two parts to cover two separate issues. I'll post the second entry this afternoon. Day 5 was full of frustrations, but we finally started getting somewhere with many of them. Sam has periods of time where she's bouncing off the walls, and yet still some times when her oxygen saturation starts to fall and she loses energy. We're learning how to deal with those times. Her attitude also rears itself at the most inopportune times, and we're having to deal with that too. We stay as gentle as we can while letting her know that her attitude is unacceptable.
Day 5 was really about taking care of Samantha's other needs. For example, mom brought a bunch of her school work from North Chicago when she came. The hospital's teacher came in and went over a lot of the assignments with her. Samantha was really excited to work on her school work. She's crazy that way.
Sam also got to meet the hospital's life sciences person. She brought paints, construction paper, tape, crayons, and stickers so that Sam could just really get all childlike and lose herself in art. Samantha is a very artistic person. Seeing her working on a project is like seeing a bit of her heart in action. She just loves it so much. I think the smile says it all.
Finally, the physical therapist came by. Sam enjoyed the beach ball and we played with it for a little bit, but the fact is that I didn't find much value in the experience. Playing with Sam was great, but the PT just seemed to kind of be there to show that the hospital had one. I'm glad I'm not paying for it.
As I said earlier, I'll post again on things that concerned Sam's health in a little bit. It's kind of a frustrating post, so I need to make sure I do it right.
Day 5 was really about taking care of Samantha's other needs. For example, mom brought a bunch of her school work from North Chicago when she came. The hospital's teacher came in and went over a lot of the assignments with her. Samantha was really excited to work on her school work. She's crazy that way.
Finally, the physical therapist came by. Sam enjoyed the beach ball and we played with it for a little bit, but the fact is that I didn't find much value in the experience. Playing with Sam was great, but the PT just seemed to kind of be there to show that the hospital had one. I'm glad I'm not paying for it.
As I said earlier, I'll post again on things that concerned Sam's health in a little bit. It's kind of a frustrating post, so I need to make sure I do it right.
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