Titanium Girl’s overnight was again a bit rough. And because her nights are consistently more difficult pain-wise than her days, she ends up sleeping poorly or not at all overnight, then sleeping a large chunk of the morning and early afternoon away to make up for it. I’m not sure how we can help coax that into a more normal schedule, and maybe her body just won’t be able to do that yet, but I’m already feeling like we need to do something soon-ish to fix or improve things, because January (and her return to school) will be here before we know it.
For lunch I offered to make oatmeal, which is usually a favorite with Titanium Girl. But I had ulterior motives, because I figured I could easily sneak some extra calories into it using all 2% milk and butter rather than water/milk. Then I realized I had some heavy cream in the fridge, so I put some of that in there, too. It was a decent sized portion, and she ate it all, so bonus.
After lunch I suggested she try out her clarinet. She hasn’t played it since before surgery, and I’ve wondered for awhile how much her lung capacity and playing would be impacted by the thoracotomies/rib removals and the extended time in bed. But I’ve also thought getting back to the clarinet would ultimately improve her lung functioning and help her lungs recover from being deflated for surgery and getting gunked up from being bed ridden. The severity of her curves pre-surgery actually was decreasing her lung capacity from what it should have been, anyway; the anesthesiologist from her first surgery confirmed this just looking at her x-ray. So in theory, with her curves greatly improved, her long term lung functioning–once fully healed, anyway–should improve as well.
Predictably, this first post-surgery session on the clarinet wasn’t easy. Once she got her breath support going, she sounded quieter on it than before the surgeries, but her tone was overall better than I expected. She worked on a new piece of music her band will be playing for the concert Titanium Girl will sadly miss playing in next week (we’re planning to attend, though!). She handled it pretty well, all things considered, but stamina is an issue, and after about 5 or 10 minutes, she was literally breathless and had to put her music away. The effort took it out of her, and she proceeded to nap for a couple hours. But I was ultimately encouraged by how well she’d done. And the cough she’s had since before coming home from the hospital (a by-product of being bedridden for a week) actually seemed better through the evening. I’ll take it.