Sweet Lily had a rough day. Thankfully, she has slept through the night since we have been home. She woke up this morning and just couldn't get comfortable. We were warned that she would have muscle spams and I'm sure that the incision sites hurt. She started sobbing and cried so hard her hair and pillow were both soaked. I sat beside her and rubbed her feet and hair praying the pain would stop. She finally fell asleep, but winced and moaned and cried out in her sleep all afternoon.
It is such a helpless feeling...there is really not much I can do to comfort her. Her entire body is covered and there is no way to snuggle with her. Don't get me wrong, I sit and hold her with this cast on, but it is awkward. I miss holding her and feeling her little legs wrap around me.
I did get a glimpse of my Silly Lily after we got the bathroom routine figured out. She was laying on her bed dancing and cheering. She was back to her old self when my friend visited tonight. Lily took over her phone and made pictures and bossed us around, as usual. The highlight of her night was when her crazy Daddy RAN her around the house in her wheel chair trying to run over Reece and Mary Ashtyn. She was squealing and screaming and would probably still be enjoying it if Trent hadn't hyperventilated :)
After another 30 minutes of pain and tears, Lily is on the floor singing and fake sneezing. Now, she's getting comfortable to "looka book"...The Hunger Games!! Have I mentioned that our little diva doesn't want anything to do with the three thousand books in her room?? She wants books just like Mama and Jie Jie!!
It's impossible to be discouraged for long around our little miracle.