Friday was a better day. No mentions of when we'd go home, but still a better day.
Four antibiotics became three.
It was a better day.
Saturday morning came and Peyton was so incredibly irritable. So fussy. Not happy at all.
Her heart rate was up but no fever.
The doctor doing rounds came in and assessed her.
Went back out to the hall a couple times to check labs.
Returned. We discussed the great mystery that is Peyton.
There are no answers to what's wrong with her.
The doctor left the room.
The nurse returned and stood at his computer on the cart just outside the doorway.
I lifted Peyton to sitting to adjust her - to make her more comfortable.
Then it happened. Another episode like last month.
Breathing stopped. Only about 30 seconds this time.
But the nurse was right at the door and the doctors just up the hall as it happened.
30 seconds and she was back to herself.
People came in.