As I mentioned in my previous post, the Ativan given to Z the first night we were there, really affected her adversely and Z was quite sick and ornery the next morning. The show went on and we jumped in the bath, hoping to repair some of the damage done during the night. We had blood draws ( no need to elaborate) more wet wraps and evaluations by specialists.
To be honest, day 2 (Thursday) was so much of a blur from lack of sleep and constant screaming fits by Z that I can hardly recall much except the wonderful moment Garland arrived at Ronald McDonald house. Z was so happy to see her Dad and has been glued to him since she saw him. If anyone is planning to go to NJH, don’t do it alone the entire time. There is an immense support system in place but you will need more.
Thank you Caroline, my wonderful, beautiful sister for that gift.