Rylie has impressed me so much these past couple of days. She has had such an amazing tolerance for pain, and has been through more in her almost 4 years of life, than many of us will ever go through!
Today, I saw my little girl again. She has been getting through the long days, but hasn’t been grabbing ahold of things, like she usually does. Today, the smile returned, the appetite, and the giggles.
The day began early, and the doctors determined that she was ready to get her last chest tube pulled. So they loaded her up on morphine and another anti-anxiety med and she was out of it for a little while.
Around noon, the Calvary arrived… Rylie had wanted to take a little ride in her charriot (aka wagon) so Mike and i were with her in the playroom when the rest of the family arrived. The nurses made an exception and allowed all of the kids to come into the room at the same time. It made for very cramped quarters. At first Ry seemed a bit overwhelmed. Griffyn was screeching, and we were keeping him away from Rylie’s lines. Both Campbelle and Wesley were trying to show Rylie the gifts that they had picked out for her. She just stared in amazement. I was getting ready to cut the visit short, but then I saw it… the glimpse of my little girl. It began with a smack in the head for Wesley, with the new Barbie that she had received. Then the smile, followed by giggles, and even a bit of sass for the big brother. The fun continued with roll playing with dolls, with Campbelle. I left for a little while to keep Aunt Rita company while Griffyn slept, and when I came back, the room was packed with the family. The tv was blaring, and the boys managed to track down a PS2 and were engaged in the game. I realized that Rylie was more comfortable in this chaos, it is her “normal”.
She was looking a bit tired, so I dismissed Daddy to go back to our room at the Ronald McDonald House with all the other kids, so that she could rest. After their exit, Ry was sad, she even shed tears about their leaving.
The good news is, she can’t wait to jump back into the family, chaos and all. And at the rate she is going, she’ll be home before we know it.
Happy Independence Day. Without fireworks or the beach, it didn’t feel much like the Fourth of July, but it was a great day for Team V anyway.






