Well, Tess repeated her new favorite trick of ripping out her feeding tube this morning, and kept yanking the cannula out too. She grabs it like a chin-up bar. Then she did it again at bedtime! The nurses were joking that she’s trying to tell us she’s sick of the hospital and wants to go play. 🙂
She had her first episode last night, where her cardio-respiratory responses got too slow and she couldn’t pull it back together. They gave her a stern back rub and she got it organized, but that’s not fun to hear. Seriously – that’s the treatment. The less-fun doctor (who I’m rapidly warming up to) looked at me and said, “Well, we can send her home then! We don’t let them go until they do that at least once.” (See what I mean? He’s getting funnier by the day.) They’re assuming it was due to the lower oxygen flow, which she’s still on! Excellent. (we also heard a rumor that the person who called it didn’t give her time to recover – miffed nurse doesn’t believe it even happened.)
Her current roommate is a full-term boy whose mom looks under 30. This is her 6th child. The contrast’s…a little weird. We’re waiting for him to leave so we can switch sides (the corner is more private), and so the disconcerting giant baby cries go away! Lol.
One of our awesome and fabulous nurses pointed out today that, while she’s doing great, if Tess does get sick the world will not come to an end. Tess will still go on to live a normal, healthy life. I love hearing that!
I also loved seeing her in her Easter hat. We get so used to the isolette and the diapered baby with tubes that it’s easy to forget she’s a BABY. Cute, teeny clothes, yummy baby smell, cuddles, pacifiers, funny faces – the traditional baby experience. To me, in the hat picture, I’m seeing her for the first time the way she’ll be when we get to take her home, with clothes on.
On that front, Tess is over 1000 grams!!! 1024 to be exact. So awesome! That’s 2 lbs 4 oz. To top that, she was trying to track Dave today as he moved around the crib. She shifted her head and tried to shift her eyes. It was pretty fantastic.
In the meantime, heads down. We do our work, cradle our peanut and hang on.