Yesterday Bobby and I headed down to the hospital around 2pm. The nurse updated us on how he was doing. His vitals are improving by the hour, he's starting to be weened off of the IV and increasing his bottle intake, and his biliruben level was at a 9 (higher than before but not enough for phototherapy yet). They are hoping he will be completely off the IV very soon. In that case, as long as he can maintain his body temperature by himself then he can be moved to the regular nursery. Everytime we ask when he can come home, it's always a different response that usually starts with "Well, depending on how he does..." The nurse said he just keeps surprising her. She'll come in after the night shift and he'll be doing much better than when she left the night before. She said he's a funny little guy... if she said two days, it would be a week, if she said a week it would be two days. She thinks he's out to prove her wrong no matter what, lol.
Oh.... and I'm not the ONLY one he likes to pee on, it's everyone, lol. We got to hold him quite a bit. From his 5pm feeding until his 8pm feeding he was in either mine or Bobby's arms. The nurse also said that his endurance level needs some improvement. As soon as he gets a bottle down he's tired out until the next feeding. They did say that since he's the most stable baby they have, if they got another baby that needed a NICU bed, then he would be able to go to the nursery. He still needs some help, but so far he is just flying by all the medical team's expectations.
I try to make these updates as positive as possible, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared and sometimes angry. I hate that I have to drive an hour to see my son, I hate that our carseat is empty on the way back from every trip. I can't wait for the day when all I have to do to see my baby is go to his room, or look down in my arms. It's been a rough road, but hopefully it's almost over and we can bring him home.
Sleepy little boy...
The piece my heart that I have to leave every day. :o(
Daddy and Deagan
Lunch time.
2 comments:
I know that feeling!!! I know how excited you get when you know you are on your way to see him and how empty you feel on your way home! Kori would tell me everyday he'd take out the nurses and we'd make a run for it! He'll be home soon enough though!
Like I said we were lucky, we lived 5 minutes away. Most of the mothers drove from all over the place.
OH, and one night, we had just gotten home...I had forced Kori to stay from 11 a.m. that morning to 8 that night and we were both tired. We got into the living room and all of a sudden the tornado warnings were going off and the wind was going crazy, our power went out!!! I was sooo scared, I called the hospital and she said honey, we're safer in here than you are out there!
Oh and when you get to take him home from good you just want to get him out of there! You keep thinking they are going to change their minds!
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