They started giving her another drug called toradol that would help more with the muscle pains she was having most likely from having her sternum opened. We were hoping that this would allow us to take away the morphine. I knew morphine would add to the constipation and she wasn't eating anything. Day two our goals were to see if I could get her to eat or nurse and to get her up and moving around. She still had a line in her arm and her chest tube and her central line and a nose cannula for oxygen. Just a quick little stroll around the floor was a lot of work.
We had a great nurse that night who tried to let us get some sleep. I think her name was Ashley. I was so thankful for her that night because even an hour of uninterrupted sleep was oh so glorious. It was also our first night at the hospital without Ben there.
We started off Day Three with a new nurse, Josephine. She was hilarious. She called Allyn, "girlfriend." Allyn was still pretty pissy, but Josephine was doing her very best to lift her spirits. She was also great an answering all of our questions, because at this point we had a lot. We wanted to know what we needed to do to get out of this place, what meds she was getting, was being this wiped out normal, etc.
Santa also came by during our visit. Allyn still wanted no part of Santa. She looked away. He gave her a stuffed toy cat.