Thursday, Day 1 towards recovery, AKA going through hell

Fay has had a pretty rough afternoon. She has not been able to manage the pain and is suffering from no sleep which makes the her pain even harder to take. Fay was on so much methadone, that she has built up a tolerance to some of her narcotics they are trying to use for pain management. They have her off the PCA machine (that's the "patient pushes the button herself and gets enough morphine to last 10 minutes" machine. She pushed every 10 minutes, and was still not doing well). They are working with IV push morphine combined with oral tablet. We are hoping that at some point things will start to work and she can get some rest.

Scratch the "pretty rough". She is so miserable that I heard her swear out loud while crying in pain. I'm her mom, I am not happy with her nurse tonight. Her PO2 is down to 75, with the alarm going off, and I don't feel like she is concerned enough. Fay will kill me for saying this, but until she does, I'll feel better "for having" said it!