But if they could get the tube out, she wouldn't be so anxious and she'd feel a lot better. So it's a suckass cycle.
They finally started giving her some anxiety medication. She was sleeping quietly a couple hours ago when I left for shift change. Over the course of tonight they will try to slowly lower her sedative level while managing the pain and anxiety and in the morning they will try to take the tube out again. Unfortunately the maximum level of sedation allowed in order to remove the tube is half of what she's on right now. She has to be basically awake and alert before they can take it out. So that's going to be a challenge. That damn tube was her #1 anxiety going in and I know she's hating it.
Anyway. That's the scoop. I'm doing okay. It's really hard watching her labor so hard to breathe, taking such fast, shallow breaths. It's a strong reminder that the fact that the surgery went well is a good thing in the middle of a big pile of suck.
Ok, I'm depressing myself. I'm going back to the hospital now. I'm sure that'll help.