We don’t need to pack a bag … BZZZT!
Dave writes:
We fails it (it is staying out of hospital).
Yes, Ivy has returned to hospital today. Just in time for the long weekend. So it’s a good thing we didn’t make any plans. Besides, the weather is lousy.
A lingering infection, unresponsive to oral antibiotics. Also murmurs of a new immunosuppressant drug to try … if we dare.
Yet her spirit remains indomitable. As I arrived at her bedside from work this arvo, she looked up from her entertainment facilities; a big grin as she sees me, then holds up her cannulated, splinted and bandaged forearm for me to see and exclaims “It’s all better!”
Tiff has taken the first bedside shift, leaving me free to heard the rest of the tribe home and into bed, before embarking on the evenings hectic blog maintenance schedule.
And the latest telephone report from Tiff: As at 10pm, the weekend warrior doctors have arrived and are already cancelling and re-charting Ivy’s meds.
It goes like this:
Child sent to hospital at the end of the week. Majority of doctors (including ours) shoot through sometime late Thursday/early Friday to go skiing, hobby farming or whatever it is successful doctors do on weekends. Junior Registrar comes on duty. Reviews childs’ notes and test results. Proposes a reasonable sounding treatment plan for the next 12 hours. Runs it by their supervisor over the phone. Supervisor rejects plan and orders something completely different. Reg is embarased and unconvinced but has no option but to follow orders. If on-call senior attending even bothers to turn up to review the situation (never before 9am the next day), justifies their decision with a haughty lecture of my-gut-instinct-beats-scientific-process-any-day and other such FIGJAM puffery.
Remarkable.
Now, where’s my shotgun?
Sorry, I forget myself.
Sheesh, it’s not like we’re living in Bundy, is it?
-DBT.
Jesus Dave it’s madness.
I’m very sorry.
I’m so sorry.
And Bastards. Those bastard doctors.
I so hope our little girl get past all this and has the opportunity to just be ‘normal’. I get the feeling that the further she can be from Doctors the better off she’s going to be.
Hoping she is home soon.
Poor little mite. Hang in there guys. I hope you all get to turn a corner soon. Hugs and prayers sent your way.
I’m sorry. I hope she’s on the mend soon.
I SAID THERE WOULD BE NO HOSPITAL THIS WEEK!!!! I SAID!!!!
God damn those cretinous ‘experts’ and their destructive drugs.
She is a person, not a frigging experiment.
When’s the next long weekend?
Tie those mongrels down and prick them all over with diff needles and medication…might help improve their bed-side manner.
((hugs)) hope Ivy improves soon.
hope Ivy turns the corner to good health soon all this road blocks and detours must be driving her and you guys crazy - hugs
Bloody hospital, bloody doctors!
What a way to spend the weekend.
I am SO sorry…will be praying for HEALING for little Ivy, and some peace for the rest of the family!!!
Hate to break it to you guys, but your neck of the woods doesn’t have a monopoly on ‘figjam puffery’. Near as I can tell, it’s a required personality trait in Medical Specialty Land. The joys of major teaching hospitals… weekend hot spot they are not. You have my sincerest sympathies and I’m keeping your little sweet pea in my prayers. Hugs Tiff!
I’m so sorry
i really hope she gets better soon.
Tell them all the back off and keep their hands off of your girl until they speak with the guru in Sydney!!! NO need for residents to play guinea pig with our girl!!!!
Hang in there you guys! We are thinking of you and praying that all goes well.
Jeesh!
Poor baby. I hope she feels better soon. I know the joys of idiot doctors and nurses.
That sucks, poor wee girl… poor mum and dad and family too. It must be very hard on all of you.
I’m feeling SO frustrated - I can’t even begin to imagine how you guys must be feeling by now! Charlton and I continue to pray daily for Ivy’s complete and total healing. Hugs to all of you and once again, thanks to Dave for keeping us up to date!
I have experienced the specialists shooting through right before my child needed them - but only once.
My heart breaks for you guys and your little girl.