Let's see, Sunday night I sent Trent back to the Ronald McDonald House to get a full night's sleep with the plan that he would relieve me in the morning. Well at 5:00 I get the news that we are moving from the ICU to the PCU and oh yes your husband called and he has pink eye so he can't come back until he has been on antibiotics for 24 hours. I think my response was something like, "Are you kidding me? Pink eye? When was the last time a grown man got pink eye?"
So back to Monday, Maggie started having increased hallucinations. They performed an EEG and discovered seizure activity in her occipital lobe. We aren't sure why but a change in her meds has helped with those.
Once again, thank you for loving my girl. I am off now to let a baby sleep and enjoy take out pizza in the ICU kitchen with my (recovered from pink eye- thank heavens) husband (who gets the night shift tonight- Amen). :)