No Word Yet

Things have been really good. Hana is making progress in her feeding therapy – we’ve dropped another feed and she continues to eat and drink more. Her Prograf levels are within the goal range (finally!). She is happy and we are making it out for trips. Unfortunately, the team at Stanford has decided that Hana is not allowed to be at home full time yet, they want her drug levels (Prograf) to be stable. We are not taking Hana to get more blood work until next week, because this week was stable they will make no changes. So, the soonest they would get another drug level would be next week with her blood work so it seems the soonest we would be allowed to take her home permanently would be next week.

I am so disappointed with this, but trying to just move on.

Things at the house are coming along. Unfortunately, our garage was burglarized. It seems when you are having your house painted (which we are, we need to get it done before Hana can be at home permanently) and there is scaffolding up it is like posting a big “Welcome!” sign for thieves. It is hard to say what was taken because I don’t know what was where anymore but for sure a PlayStation and the painter’s tools were all stolen. But the house is looking great and everything with the paint job should be done this week.

Another unfortunate incident is that our bike at the Ronald McDonald House was vandalized. As far as I can tell only the front wheel was stolen. It is almost a guarantee that someone at the Ronald McDonald House is the one who vandalized the bike, because the area is only accessible to residents. I also think I know who did it and the kid from the family has since gone back home. This is hard for me to swallow.

But again, we are trying to move on.

Things inside our house are slowly getting done. Things are getting organized and cleaned, bit by bit. It kind of feels like we are just stuck in between moving – we can’t really move out or move in to any place. I get very sad when it is time to pack up for the night and go back to the RMH. I especially hate leaving Poppy. Hana seems to really enjoy having Poppy around and I just can’t wait for our family to be a complete unit again!

We’ve been trying to have a lot of fun with Hana. She still has to endure days where we get chores or errands done and certainly where we spend most of the day at the hospital for appointments. In between we try to go to the playground, pool or the beach. We had a great time over the weekend taking the Roaring Camp train from Felton to the Santa Cruz boardwalk. We had Hana wear her mask the whole time (with a few breaks when we could be away from people) and I was constantly wiping off her hands, but it was great fun!

Tomorrow (Wednesday) Hana has another clinic visit. I’m going to advocate again for them to let us move home, but I’m feeling kind of defeated. Still, we are very grateful and loving life outside the hospital!

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5 thoughts on “No Word Yet

  1. Wow that sucks about your house and the bike! Waiting around is sure annoying. Next time we run into each other, let us know what you thought about the boardwalk. We’re looking for something fun to do.

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  2. It’ll all work out with your house. Stay strong and keep your eye on the prize – healthy Hana at home. cheers to all, KB

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  3. Yeah, what gives with the climbing and going to the beach and all?! I’m the same time from post -op and I can’t do all that stuff!! LOL ( my doc says that is the difference between a 2yo and a 60 yo. Ya think he’s calling me an old guy?)
    I am so happy for Hana. And I hope you can go home real soon. And the day I get to meet my little cousin in person will be a 24hr. hug day!

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