Wow! Thatcher was so good today. I thought he played so hard that he would want to go right to sleep. Ryan stayed quite late (Friday night) I got all ready for bed and was getting ready to put Thatcher down and he would not go to bed for anything.. nothing worked. He was so agitated. He kept scratching at his surgery site and was just not himself. I thought he might be constipated with all of the meds he has been on so I gave him some Murilax. (sp, Fiber) I thought he was hungry and he did eat again, but I just could not get him to settle down. I wonder if it was the withdrawl from the morphine and the Lortab. Either way, my cute nurse came in about 12:30 and asked if I wanted to take him for a ride in the wagon. As you can see, it worked like a charm! Gotta love those nurses, gotta love the wagons.
12 years ago
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