GOOD EUA and my "MILLION DOLLAR JOLI"Joli had her exam under anesthesia (EUA) today, and all is well. No tumors have developed. Dr. Mukai thinks we can do the next exam just in his office next time rather than under anesthesia (we'll see....it might be tough!). Jorge wasn't able to come with me, so thankfully, Grace joined me and got to see the "joy" of these visits (
extreme sarcasm there, thank you). Joli absolutely did not let them put her eye drops in. She was screaming bloody murder -- which seemed to be her favorite thing today. I mean, this child was SHRIEKING! She was screaming like I've never heard before -- so much that I didn't even really recognize her voice when she was screaming in recovery. I kept asking Grace, "Is that Joli? Does that sound like Joli?? It can't be...." Oh, yeah. It was JOLI.
MILLION DOLLAR JOLI: While Joli was in recovery, she used all of her boxing skills that Jorge has been teaching her. Yup, I said it. Boxing... maybe more like kick-boxing. She kicked one of the nurses square in the stomach, and then she punched one of the other nurses. Yeah. No joke. She was flailing so bad that they had to pad her stretcher and restrain her. She wanted no part of this. She was s-c-r-e-eeeeming for a good 45 minutes. The tough part is that there are other kids trying to come out of anesthesia, too, and there is truly nothing you can do to ease the pain. Joli is also dilated, so she's basically "blind" and waking up in a horrible way. Definately can't blame her. I guess I also can't blame her for
vomiting down my shirt during her fit of rage.
Finally, after a good 45 minutes, she "sort of" calmed down - enough for Grace and me to get her into the elevator without someone thinking they should call child protective services or something. She eventually fell sleep as I was carrying all 36 pounds of her down the streets of Boston to get to our car.
JoJo seems fine now. She's still a little unstable, but she's in a much better mood.
When she was getting gassed, the anesthesia team decided to sing "Happy Birthday" to her since her birthday is next week. As a child psych major, I'm guessing this was either a good thing to do (she seemed to calm down a little when we were singing to her) or the most rotten thing ever (will she associate "Happy Birthday" with a horrible memory??). We'll find out next week, I guess!
Jada news: Yup, her first fever. That poor little fella was hot as a potato last night, and she got her first dose of Tylenol ever.