The Chatt Pack

Olivia had a "restful" night. She finally cashed out at about 8:30 last night after a good 6 hours of fussing. But only after she had a bit of a respiratory episode. Her night nurse came in and we were talking about how much she disliked the oxygen tent and so we decided to try her back on a nasal cannula. She turned as blue as the midnight sky, started thrashing around, gasping for air, and screaming. Not such a good idea. I have no idea why she did that. Her lungs are clear, so there is no reason she should be having any respiratory issues. Her hemoglobin had dropped to 6.?, so she should require a bit more oxygen, but it shouldn't have caused the "episode." Regardless, it gave me flashbacks to last year when she stopped breathing on me momentarily and I had to call 911. This was definitely a minor case of that, but very similar to how the other one had started. Anyway, she calmed down just as fast as she flipped out all is well. This morning, she is tolerating being on an oxygen mask, so that's at least a step in the right direction. She did get a blood transfusion early this morning. Her platelets are holding at 40,000+ which is pretty good for her these days. Her regular hematologist/oncologist usually rounds about 8:00, so it will be interesting to get his take on all of this. I'm hoping her cardiologist pops in, as well. I've not seen her smile Since Saturday evening, and I'm definitely missing that. And I didn't get to say goodbye to Jack or Brooklyn since this happened so late on Saturday, but luckily I know they don't miss me, so that makes it a little easier ;) I'll let you know if Dr. Al has any insight on all of this...