Who's the Boss?

Tuesday, November 1, 2011 10:45 pm

Yesterday's post seemed to create quite a stir!  It generated 70 hits on the blog, and I will claim, at least, 68 of them!  I "clicked" on the link all day long!  That li'l pum'kin has me reeling for another crop!  I am so anxious to see how next year's plant keeps getting better and better!  If you can't tell, I'm so happy for the magic she places in my soul.

As usual, Morgan showed us who was boss.  After the trick or treating extravaganza, she decided that it was time to take back control.  She had a fluctuating night of good and not so good, just as if she were already four years old, on a sugar high on the eve of November.

We are in the process of switching from one "Attending" physicain to another.  As the transitional doctor takes the reigns, he will have to learn Morgan's preferences, and, as we have learned, she's as slow as a snail's pace.  She wants to get better and she has proven that.  However, the transitional doctor will, soon, learn who's boss...and it's surely not us. 

The new doctor came in and read the charts, but, obviously, not this blog.  He entered with a vengence and had great hopes of Morgan's ability from her very recent, wonderful days.  However, Morgan fought back and did not desire his request(s).  She proved that she will work at her pace and her's alone.  All of that said, she quickly returned to the C-PAP, ventilator settings she was comfortable with. 

This is our first "doctor transition" at UAB and sweet Morgan (and her parents), are having to adjust to the customary procedures.  As anxious as we are for our daughter, we will never lack confidence in those charged with her care.  We are adjusting, as they are.  The transition has been frustrating, yet enlightening.  We, and her daily caretakers, already understand her tolerances, yet all missions remain in sync.  We all desire precious Morgan to thrive. 

While this sweet child translates her wishes to the new "Attending," we are so hopeful for progress.  The transitional doctor, between "Attendings," happens to be the same Neonatologist that we met with while precious Morgan was still at St. Vincent's.  While we were, simply, gaining more knowledge of the subject at hand, we never intended to realize that this man would, soon, be treating our daughter.  That said, we have learned, between now and then, that this guy is the "rock star" of Neonatologists.  Do NOT get me wrong, as he entered with a vengence and Morgan has not responded (yet), we are terribly confident.  This man is the same, comforting factor that breathed more confidence into Elizabeth and me than our daughter's lungs could ever hold. 

During this transition, please pray for patience.  Pray that our resiliant Morgan will handle the aggression and respond accordingly.  I have never minded an aggressive approach and I am anxious to watch my precious daughter respond accordingly.  We are in a state that requires great patience and we are hopeful that our daughter will exceed all expectations very soon.  I am the least patient of all of us, as I truly wish to have her in my arms, with no other requirement than rocking her back and forth, nightly, in her own room.

To conclude, please pray for Morgan, first and foremost, then pray for all of those at UAB charged with her precious care, than pray for her parents as learn the "new normal" among our journey.  Transition is tough, yet confidence and endurance remain constant.

Seth and Elizabeth McCoin