A big hug to you PD and I thought you would like to hear about Hannah. Hannah
is my eleven year old great granddaughter. I have written many poems
her. Two weeks ago she and her mama and grandma and other relatives went
up into the high mountains for a week of horseback riding and adventure.
They left their own horses at home and were given the ranch's horses and
mules to ride. They had a wonderful time, the scenery and climate was wonderful.
Until the sixth day when they were leaving. Hannah woke up feeling rotten
and throwing up. They had sixteen miles to ride out on horseback, no vehicle
could traverse the rough terrain. Hannah could eat no breakfast and kept
feeling worse with a bad pain in her tummy and non-stop throwing up. Then it
started raining and thundering and lightning and a fierce wind. The horses
were veterans and were calm but the riders were really nervous because
trees were toppling and falling across their paths. Meanwhile Hannah was
almost prostrate on her horse and throwing up into his mane. She could no
longer hold the reins and her grandma had to hold the reins and lead the
horse from her seat on a big mule. Sixteen miles of torture for Hannah.
They got home late at night. Mama thought she was a wee bit better and
would be okay by morning. Not so.
She was worse Saturday morning and she was taken to the emergency.
After hours of intense scrutinization it was decided that she had acute
appendicitis and should be operated on immediately. Hannah was eager to
have the operation, she thought that would put a halt to her misery. They
had trouble getting her blood pressure up and she developed an agonizing
headache that wouldn't quit. By this time she was whimpering like a hurt animal,
and our Hannah is not a cry baby. The doctors decided she should go to the
pediatric hospital in Seattle for better care. Sixty miles in an ambulance and she was awake and in agony from her operation and her intense headache. In Seattle they
got to work to figure out her headache, all the time pouring antibiotics into her
little body. The move was on Sunday. The headache did not let up until Tuesday
when they decided it was the pain killers that they were giving her that was
the cause. They took them all away. The pain eased, she finally got some sleep. Wednesday she was sleeping and better so they said she could go home Thursday
(yesterday) with her side open and a tube for antibiotics that she still needed.
Mama will administer them. Her senses are so heightened that she is agitate
and still wants no visits from her friends. She is taking some nourishment.
We think we will have our Hannah back soon, but imagine those sixteen miles
of torture on horseback. Please send Hannah hugs. Love, Joyce