Annika has spent the past 48 hours refusing to open her eyes.
When the child psychologist came by on her morning visit to Annika she asked her, "Annika, does the light hurt your eyes?"
Annika, after a few seconds shook her head and squeezed her eyes tighter. In a little whisper she answered, "The monsters
hurt my eyes."
Still I think we are making progress on the hallucinations front, and now she is mainly scared because she remembers the things that she has seen.
On the good news front, the glorious and unexpected and wonderful news front, Annika was closed yesterday! OK, not completely closed, but closed enough that when she runs her hands down her tummy she finds a smooth patch of skin only interrupted by a neat line of gauze-covered staples. The transplant surgeon called in the plastic surgery service because he suspected she would need a skin graft to close her. But the plastics team was able to find enough viable skin to make the closure. They were even able to close the upper layer of the fascia, although the muscle and second level of the fascia under that are still open. So she has a rather large hernia across her tummy, but we'll take that over gaping wounds any day, thank you very much.
The closure was so neatly done that I inquired whether we might get in plastic surgery to close her after every surgery. I think Annika's neat-streak is going to be very satisfied.