Ashley was fairly calm as she dressed in her "sporty" space bear hospital PJs and socks; however, she was not too pleased about having her blood pressure, temperature and heart rate checked. The nurse tried to take her blood pressure no less than 5 times to no avail. Finally, we all said "she's alive and well and those screams tell you that she has just the right blood pressure today!" before the nurse decided that they could just re-do it once she was asleep.
Then came the two vials of sleep meds, which she also wanted no part of, so while I held her down as she was back-flipping, the nurse managed to squirt them both in. However, those medicines must have also been love potions, as Ashley decided that she would become very happy and be the "kissing baby!" She kept kissing me again and again, which is a bit unusual for her. Then off she merrily went to the Operating Room.
She had a quick anal scope and biopsy today to determine what her "inside" really looked like vs. just x-rays and the barium enema test. The Dr. said that her original stitches were still intact from her first operation, but that he'll have to wait a few days for the Hirschsprungs biopsy result. He also helped to empty her colon, once again, so that all is well for a few days. Luckily, the procedure was less than 1 hr.
I was then called back to the Recovery Area, where Ashley was screaming at the top of her lungs as the nurse turns to me and says "that's Ashley, can you hear her?!", while another nurse tried to hold her. As I entered the room, I managed to dump my entire coffee in the room (so typical of our hospital adventures!) as the nurse was trying to hand me Ashley who was turning every which way. Then the Tansmanian Devil really showed itself, as Ashley proceeded to punch, kick, scratch and slap me, at me, and/or the bed (it was a bit funny to watch as she was trying to pick a fight with the bed pillow). That lasted about 20 minutes as the nurse grew more fearful, while I was laughing saying "oh, this is the behavior that we witnessed in China, she'll be fine in a few minutes. Just let me basically full body hold her down as I take some more battle scars!" That baby is one strong child - she can bench-press with the Eagles any day. After almost flipping out of her bed no less than 10 times, she finally settled once a popsicle appeared and all was well again and she was ready to get out of there. Because Charlie had to drop off Dylan & Kyle at school this morning, he arrived to see only a fairly sane baby ready to sit on his lap!!
I guess that she must be feeling great now that she is home, as she has proceeded to go on her junk food binge again polishing off Sun Chips, regular Chips, Cheetos, apples and some Mac & Cheese. She even decided to decorate some of her hair with food, just as a special touch.
She should be ready to join her Goddard friends again tomorrow. So far, so good at school (at least from what we see and hear). She seems to like "singing and dancing." She was very wound up last night post school asking me for the "bump" that Daddy taught her and screaming "hi baby" at the top of her lungs. It's a long day for her, so usually she is in bed around 7, which is nice.
The boys are busy trying to be good for Santa who seems to call Daddy's phone a few times during the week. They both have their Christmas lists ready to go. We hope to make a visit to the King of Prussia to see Santa later this week. Both are looking forward to seeing the "Yogi Bear" movie when it comes out, as they think that the movie looks very funny (although I am not quite sure!)
Charlie is busy writing an article for the CHOP International Adoption Team about our wonderful medical experiences in a foreign country! We still laugh (most of the time) about some of the very comical things that happened to us on that trip; most that we never anticipated.
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