Forget what I said!

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For those of you who read my last post, where I wrote that 90 days doesn’t seem as long as three months.  Where I wrote that I can handle it as long as I keep my mind on the light at the end of the tunnel, where I wrote that segmenting the time helps it pass faster.  Forget all of that.  I want out!  Talk about segmenting my time, I am close to counting the minutes! 

I think I have asked every doctor that ever worked on my boys when they think they will be able to come home.  Can you blame me?  We received Carter’s home oxygen equipment on December 20th and they made sure we were set for him at home three weeks ago!  I have canceled two pediatrician appointments for him and told the home nurse three times on the phone that “no, she doesn’t need to come to check on him, he is still in NICU”.  Can you blame me for getting antsy! 

I have become quite skeptical when the Doctors send a young, sweet resident in to the room to tell me their idea of when the boys will be leaving.  I suppress a cynical smile, knowing from experience it never turns out the way that they say.  That truly, the boys will be home when the boys are ready to be home.  I appreciate the sympathetic tone of the resident who has just begun their tour in the NICU but you can’t pull the wool over my eyes, I have been here for three months.  So there is no placating me.  I have seen too much and experienced a delayed discharge now for three weeks to hold them to their discharge dates.  It is my fault really, for being so antsy, I should know better than to focus on the end.  It is like when you are on a road trip and you need a rest stop.  You can hold it in without problem, but when the road signs start counting down the nearest rest stop by the mile,  you feel as though you will burst.  You jump out of the car before it comes to a complete stop, as you walk/run into the building and dance in place as you wait in line – time stands still.  And you doubt if you can wait any longer.  But you do, you have had a lifetime of learning to hold it and wait and everything turns out fine.  Well – I am dancing in line!  Reason tells me I can hold it, but in the moment, I have doubts.  I will simply have to be patient, and keep calm and content with what is.  Easier said than done!

All of this being said, I do believe Carter will be home by the end of the week.  He is starting to pick up on his eating and getting back to himself after his eye surgery last Thursday.  Realistically I think he should be discharged some time this weekend.  But I could be wrong.  Carter is in charge here when it comes to him being ready.  We will follow his lead.  As for Griffin he is on the right track too.  Yesterday morning they thought he could be home by Friday.  I nearly choked – as a nurse and resident that I had never met before told me he was ready to go.  Thirty minutes later he had a bad Brady spell when refluxing and both of them recounted their statements.  That is the Griffin I know.  On the up side though, he is starting the process to discharge and is officially on a “spell count”.  While he will most likely come home on a monitor to check for spells he still needs to go 7 days without a bad spell.  Yesterday the earliest he could come home was next Monday, today he had another bad spell – so we are looking at next Tuesday.  Let the counting begin! 

Don’t worry about me, I’m not looking for sympathy.  I just needed to vent a bit.  I know the boys will be home soon, I know this is temporary, I know that we have come so far and we are thankful for that,  I know that the boys will come home when they are ready, I know this is the home stretch, I know that in a month from now we will look back and forget what it was like to count the minutes, I know we will be fine – but I still want out…yesterday!

“On their 90 day of life…”

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This is how the Doctors start their rounds.  With the day of life.  I like it.  It segments things for me and makes me take a quick stock in all of their days, the good, the bad, the great and the awful.  If they were to say, “Three months” I think it would feel longer than 90 days, as if it were a huge chunk of time, not 90 individual days.  Not too sure why, but to me 90 days seems less than three months.  Three months in a hospital seems too long.

Carter’s 89th day of life wasn’t his best.  After watching his eye development very closely the pediatric ophthalmologist decided he required surgery to correct his retinopathy.  Retinopathy of prematurity (ROP) is pretty common in babies born so early and we weren’t surprised the first time we learned that Carter had stage 3 and Griffin stage 2 ROP.  When the boys were born their blood vessels in their eyes were only 33% developed.  They continued to grow around the eye, however things like Oxygen and general life outside the womb stunts their growth.   The retina continues to grow even though it doesn’t have any blood vessels to make it functional.  This causes the retina to send out a harmful chemical into the eye telling it to grow vessels.  Resulting in abnormal vessel growth that if left untreated would grow into the eye instead of around it and cause blindness.  So, if they think the ROP is getting worse and not better they perform laser eye surgery to get rid of the chemical-shooting, non-functioning retina – freeing up space for normal vessels to grow.  Carter will never have the range of peripheral vision like you and I but he won’t know since he never had it to begin with.  Both boys will require glasses, but we won’t know at what age and what strength until they get older.  So the eye center will be one of our frequent stops upon discharge as we transfer over to raising former preemies.  Carter’s eyes were what was keeping him in the NICU and now that they are taken care of we hope to have him home soon.  My main concern is that he needed to be put on a ventilator for the three-hour surgery.  Two days later he is still recovering from the sedation, and slowly waking up to begin breathing on his own again.  It was hard to see, of course – nobody wants their child to go through a surgery, but I’m glad we extended his stay in the NICU so he could have it there, where people know him and we trust the staff.  But it was a set back, and these wear on us after 90 days in the NICU.

Griffin’s 86th day of life wasn’t his best.  He has always been a baby that drops his heart rate and doesn’t always eat well, caused by severe reflux,  but early last week Tim and Griffin’s nurse noticed a change for the worse.  Thanks to our nurse who knew our boys they quickly diagnosed him with another UTI and started antibiotics.  So it was back in an isolette, and an IV in his head for antibiotics.  He is on the upswing now but they are thinking he may have something called uterine reflux.  He is unable to completely empty his bladder so it will continue to get backed up and grow bacteria.  Again, not too uncommon for preemies.  When he finishes his course of antibiotics they will do another test to check for reflux then form a plan of action from there.  This could be simply watching him closely as he grows, daily antibiotics or worst case scenario corrective surgery.

But on their 90th day of life the boys are continuing to grow and mature!  Carter is nearing 6 pounds and is visibly bigger than his older brother who hasn’t gained much weight during his latest sickness.  After three weeks of solid gains for both boys it is the minor set backs at the end of our NICU stay that are hard to take.  It is that rollercoaster analogy coming back to us.  The cars can’t keep climbing the track for the whole ride.  At some point they have to come down.

Hopefully, Carter’s 93rd day of life will be the day he comes home.  But I will celebrate that on Monday, if it happens.  Griffin will have to wait until his 100 + day until he can consider coming home.  But if I keep thinking of it in terms of days, not weeks, I know we can make it.

You know you’ve been in the NICU too long when…

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  1. Your son’s nurse knows you so well she asks you if you want her to hit your husband when he makes some sarcastic comment.
  2. The nurses know your oldest daughter’s gymnastics schedule.
  3. You receive mail there.
  4. The security guards in the hospital lobby know your name when you go to sign.
  5. You understand what the doctors are saying when talking to each other about a treatment plan.
  6. You no longer hear the constant beeping that is the soundtrack of the NICU!

It has almost been three months since our boys were born, and it is difficult to remember what it was like before I spent my days at their bedsides’.  I feel like it was forever ago when I was just getting the sense of what it was like to have babies in the NICU.  Now I can’t imagine what it will be like to have them at home.  Three months ago I would lay awake at night wondering what I was going to do to get through this time in the NICU.  Now I lay in bed wondering what I am going to do to get through the next few months with two newborns at home!  Three months ago I worried about brain bleeds, ventilator settings, heart problems and if I could touch them.  Today I worry about keeping up with the laundry of four kids, balancing my time between two newborns, a two and a half-year old and a kindergartener, having time to make dinner and if I will ever sleep again once the boys come home.  My head is spinning thinking of all the preparations that need to be made before the boys come home.  Three months ago all I wanted was to fast forward to the day that the Doctors would step up to my boys’ beds during rounds and say “Not much to report.  He is eating and growing.”  And now that time is here!  While the boys each have their hurdles to jump before being discharged we can see the light at the end of the tunnel.  Carter could be home in the next week and Griffin should only be a couple of weeks behind him.  True to form, Carter still has bad lungs and will come home with oxygen support (a whole new bag of stressors!), while Griffin is still having eating/digestion issues and will stay in the NICU until this is ironed out. 

In the end, the NICU hasn’t been that bad.  I wouldn’t want to do it again and I wouldn’t wish what we went through on anyone…but all in all, it wasn’t terrible – the staff there made it bearable  and I believe my boys will come out on top when all said and done.  I can definitely say that I am a better person having been there and having gone through this experience, but I am happy to see our NICU time coming to a close in the next month.  Only time will tell what the lasting results will be given what we have been through since Ocotober 8th.  Just think, three months from now my post will be all about my lack of sleep, the number of diapers I changed and how many times Addie cried because I couldn’t do something for her until I was done feeding one of the boys.  Ahh, won’t that be wonderful to have such simple problems!

A gift of good news

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I must say I am not sure where my days go.  (Which is not a good indication for how may days will be when I have all four kids at home!)  I mean to post all the exciting changes happening with the boys but then the next thing I know I am exhausted and heading to bed.  So I apologize to my followers.  A couple of months ago, when things were rough I posted all the time to focus my thoughts, but now that things are moving quickly and somewhat smoothly I only post every few weeks.  That isn’t fair that I keep all the good stuff to myself!  So here is a little happy update for you – a little gift with pictures and all! 

  • Griffin is off of oxygen support!  It has been nearly a week and Griffin is thriving without any O2 blowing up his nose!!  Go Griffin!!
  • Carter’s oxygen was set to what they call “home settings”.  because of his lung disease Carter will need to come home on O2 so instead of trying to wean him off the cannula they simply switched his settings to match what he would be at when he came home.   He took the switch so well that they set the course for him to come home!  So…we have all the equipment (including 50 ft. of tubing so we can still move about the house with him) for him to have O2 at home.  The only thing keeping him in the NICU now is his eyes.  He has a common preemie problem in his right eye that needs to be checked on Saturday.  If it isn’t correcting on its own he will need laser surgery, if it is getting better we can take him home!  Amazing!
  • Both Griffin and Carter have attempted breastfeeding.  This takes lots of practice for them since it is usually a skill they won’t master until close to 40 weeks.  (they are 36 weeks now)  And even though Carter doesn’t seem to like the taste of breast milk he is getting the hang of feasting on the free stuff! Very important when feeding two!
  • Carter is now considered a “feeder and grower”!  A big deal for me, meaning that his only issue (minus the O2) is that he needs to grow up!  He has already broken the 5 lb mark and is quickly moving into newborn clothes!
  • Griffin should be moving to a crib this morning.  He tried last week when he was smaller but couldn’t hold his temperature.  Hopefully now that he is 4.5 lbs he will be good to go!  This is a big deal for Tim and I because once they are in a crib we are pretty much self-sufficient in taking care of the boys in the NICU.  It is like having real babies!
  • On a few occasions I was able to hold both boys at the same time (see pictures below).  Carter still is in somewhat of isolation because he tested positive for a bacteria in his trachea.  However this was long ago when he was ventilated.  the bacteria is gone but protocol requires him to be in contact precautions until he goes home. 
  • I have given the boys baths!  And was able to put all of their leads back on for their monitors with success!  A very important skill since Carter will still be wearing them when he comes home.

On a personal note I think we have found a minivan to buy to fit our big family and we are quickly getting the house prepared to have newborns at home.  Hopefully Carter first in a week and then Griffin will follow when he is ready to figure out his eating/digestion skills.  Things are coming together so far, but as always we are very cautiously optimistic.  The boys have come so far, but they still have a long way to go so we try not to get ahead of ourselves. 

The pictures below are from my phone, the quality isn’t wonderful but offer a glimpse of my view of the boys each day! 

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Gratitude & Gains

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Griffin and Daddy!

It has been a while since I last wrote on here.  Take that as a good sign –  I’ve been busy holding my boys!  Sometimes I lay in bed at night and a post comes to me, but I’m just too tired to get up and write it down.  I have been on the blog though and took a minute to look back at some of my first posts.  My eyes well up with tears to think about how far the boys have come.  I keep telling our nurses that I am amazed at how relatively easy the boys trip has been on this rollercoaster ride so far.  They too share in my amazement to some extent and then remind me of what it was like their first week of life.  It was so very stressful and there were so many unknowns.  But to be honest, I don’t really remember them all, I remember that I was stressed but I don’t remember the feeling of the stress.  Am I making sense?  It is like when you fell off your bike as a kid and scraped your elbows and knees.  You remember yourself crying, you remember the blood, the bactine and band aids but I bet it is hard to remember what the actual pain felt like, to feel your knee cut open and full of gravel.  This is a gift of the human mind that I am not taking for granted these days as I sit and hold my boys.  I will never forget their journey so far but I am so glad that when I look back it is not a painful memory.

Yawning Carter!

 

Our two little fighters have moved on to a whole new bag of stressors.  Take eating for example, Tim and I bottle feed them daily and they have done pretty well, but it is a bit stressful as I sit there and feed these tiny little babies with my untrained hand.   They don’t take a bottle every feed but they are learning the all important skill of eating and breathing at the same time quite well!  Griffin, true to form, is still having some digestion issues and brady spells.  Both of which we hope he grows out of in the next few weeks.  Carter is taking a little break from bottling at the moment as he showed some signs of sickness.  But all the tests say he is fine so we are hoping he was just tired and needed a break for a bit. Then there is the stress of making sure they keep their body heat as we hold them for hours and as they switched Carter over to a  crib last weekend!  He weighs 4 lbs. 10 ozs. already and has grown out of his “box”!!  Griffin will move soon too – he is getting close at 3 lbs 13 ozs.!  Then there is the stress of how low we can make their cannula settings and still keep them comfortable – there is a delicate balance that the respiratory therapists play with helping the boys learn to breathe on their own while still getting the support they need for their fragile lungs.  Both of them are doing remarkably well in this department.  Even Carter, with his chronic lung disease is thriving on his high flow cannula.  We went from two boys with three machines each next to their big clunky humidfying beds to Griffin with only a cannula that is connected to his wall and Carter with one small machine and in a crib!   I guess you could say that all of these stresses I don’t mind!!

Everyone asks so let me say on here, with this large audience – I don’t know when they will come home.  Yes, they are moving along quite well but if I have learned anything in the NICU it is that things can take a turn for the worse at any moment.  Today the boys are good, nearly great in fact, but there have been kids like them that have gotten sick and ended up back on the ventilator – adding months to their stay.  So…it is with a sense of trepidation and a large amount of cautious optimism that I say that the boys should have less than a month left until they come home if they continue to progress as they have been these past few weeks.  However, even then – one boy will most likely come home before the other, as is usually the case with twins.

Our family is busy getting ready for Christmas and as with most things in my life since the boys have been born I am careful not to take any moment for granted, and find myself grateful for everything.  Watching such fragile life everyday as I spend my days in the NICU provides a healthy dose of gratitude for all that I have and the love that surrounds my sons.   For no matter how difficult our struggle is at the moment I know it could be much worse.  God has made a way for us, from the lack of snow and easy driving to a free parking pass getting to the boys each day has been stress free.  In fact so many things have been better than we planned for, less stressful that I thought they would be since October 8th!  A scripture has been running through my mind lately that I want to share with you.  Psalm 50:15 And call upon me in times of trouble; I will deliver you, and you will honor me.  It sums up our journey with God this past two and a half months.  For we have called on Him, over and over – and he has come through for our family, over and over!

*The pictures in this post were taken by a friend of ours, and an amazing photographer Brian Battenfeld (www.brianbattenfeld.com) – thank you Brian for volunteering your time to capture our time in the NICU!!

Carter’s turn!!

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This post comes at least a week before I thought it would, in fact this past week a lot of things have come before I thought they would…are you ready for it?   Carter is EXTUBATED!!!!  I know, I can’t believe it either!  It happened pretty fast on Tuesday as I stood there with my mouth open listening to his team of doctors discuss his care during rounds.  As we all know, Carter has pretty lousy lung xrays, but since they didn’t see this changing in the near future they thought it wouldn’t hurt to give him a chance off the ventilator.  It makes me nervous to even say it, for fear that I will jinx it but   –  so far it is working!!  I have a feeling that eventually he will go back on the ventilator since it takes most preemies a couple of attempts for a successful extubation but any day off a vent is a good day!  

So after 53 days, I was able to hold Carter!  Like Griffin, it was only for 15 minutes while they changed his bed but it was fantastic!  That was yesterday, and today I held him for a couple of hours as he wiggled, coughed, cried a little, held my finger and slept!  Tim was able to enjoy the same when he came for his daily visit after school.  We felt connected to our two little boys before as we touched them through their isolettes but being able to hold them and comfort them in our arms is an incredible feeling that makes our bonds that much stronger.   

We’re getting there…slowly but surely things are moving along! 

Keep those prayers coming that Griffin is able to eat and gain weight consistently, and that Carter is able maintain his breathing without a ventilator. 

So of course here are some pictures of my moments with Carter, and one of Griffin too! 

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Quick Gains = Quick Update!

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What a great few days the Camp boys have had!!  So I wanted to share a quick update with everyone.  Here is the rundown of all the great things that have happened since my last update, so much to be thankful for…

  1. Griffin is now on a nasal cannula!  (A little tube in his nose blowing oxygen – the actual breathing he does on his own now!)
  2. Carter is off the oscillator!!!!!  For the first time in 6 weeks he isn’t shaking…and he is loving it!
  3. Griffin is eating (and pooping for that matter) like a champ and is almost up to full feeds!
  4. Carter is doing so well on the regular vent they are hoping to have him off of it in the next week!
  5. Both Tim and I have held Griffin, and for very long periods of time! My record is 3 hours!! 
  6. Hopefully I will hold Carter on Monday since his nurse thinks he is stable enough to be held while on the ventilator.  That will be amazing but I know not to plan too far ahead in the NICU world so we will see if it happens ;).
  7. Carter weighs 3 lbs 6 ozs and Griffin weighs 3 lbs 4 ozs!

And in case that list wasn’t exciting enough here are some pictures that we have taken with our phones! The little one is of Carter after his bath (quite the dramatic little boy already!) The rest are of Griffin and his new equipment-free face and new favorite position…our arms! 

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Things are a changin’!

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When we first arrived in the NICU we were the neediest babies there.  We got lots of attention – our boys had teams around them most of the time.  Everyone was so nice, and bent over backwards to make sure we felt secure and comfortable with the treatment given to our tiny, tiny 25 weekers.  Today the boys are 31 weekers andhave doubled their weight!  And while still attentive, the doctors aren’t ever-present at the bedside’s of “the Camp boys” as the staff calls them.  They don’t run in every time one of them has a spell and they don’t come in everday to give me a thorough report.  At first, this was a tough transition for me.  I had become accustomed to the attention and extra time the doctors spent with my boys.  But as I sat today, next to Griffin and chatted with the nurses about this change I came to a realization.  This change is a positive for the boys.  This shift from a staff of doctors with a sense of urgency to a staff of doctors who stroll in, wave and walk on to another baby in the room means that my boys are better, stronger, more stable and healthier than they were before.  They are clearly no longer the neediest babies in the NICU.  So it was in that moment today that I got over missing the ever-present team of doctors and breathed a sigh of relief. 

Griffin and Carter still have a long way to go but we are moving along in many ways.  Both of the boys have broken the 3 pound mark!!  Carter weighs 3 lbs. 4 ounces and Griffin weighs 3 lbs. 2 ounces.  Even though Carter still has some pretty lousy looking lungs his P.I.E. (emphysema in preemies) is gone and they have been able to wean his oscillator settings over the past few days.  Hopefully he will be infection free with this latest set of cultures (tests) so he can receive a round of steroids to strengthen his lungs and they will be able to move him off of the oscillator sooner than later.  Griffin is doing much better in the lung department than his little (by 7 minutes) brother.  He was extubated last week and it seems to be working.  He is on a SiPap machine which is similar to a CPap machine for someone with sleep apnea.  His little mask over his nose gives him oxygen at a rate of 15 – which means that on top of what Griffin breathes on his own the machine gives him 15 breaths per minute.  Our goal for him is to be weaned down to a rate of zero – then he can move to a nasal cannula and on the track to doing it all by himself.   We’ll get there – I’m in no rush! 

And something wonderful happened today – I was able to hold Griffin!  And when I say hold, I don’t mean two inches above his bed while the nurse changes his bedding type of holding, I mean sit in the rocking chair, wrap him in a blanket, sing to him, kiss him on the head type of holding!  And it was amazing!  It was only 15 minutes since he can’t maintain his own body temperature for long but it was the best 15 minutes I have had in the last six weeks.  The next time I will have such a wonderful 15 minutes will be when I get to hold Carter, which hopefully will be in the a couple of weeks.

Blessings

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Over the past few days I have received a lot of feedback from people about how my blog is a blessing to them, a bright spot in their day.  I am so glad to hear this, and humbled to know that my thoughts touch people.  For me, this blog has been a blessing, a therapeutic great outlet.  I love sharing my story with people, and this blog helps me to feel connected and surrounded by support and prayer.  As many of you know (and I think that I referenced this in a previous post) Tim and I have had a rough few years.  However, we agree that our love for each other and the bond within in our family unit has never been stronger.  We often talk about “next year” and the plans that we have and then stop and laugh.  Call it cynicism or maybe call it living in reality but we have learned in the past three years not to plan for a “good year”, instead we wait and take what we get.  Funny thing is, when we look back, or on the days we are feeling sorry for ourselves and dare to compare our trials to those of people around us we still can look back and be grateful for what we have.  I guess you learn to do that quickly when faced with so many life lessons out of your control. 

So I wanted to take a moment to share a song with you that a friend of mine shared with me.  Keeping this message in mind, in the midst of a difficult time has helped me to keep things in perspective.

Blessings by Laura Story – She wrote this song while her husband was going through the long recovery process from a brain tumor. 

 Click here to listen to the song 😉

“They’re okay…”

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Each day is a blur,  so when people ask me “How are the boys today?”  I am never quite sure how to respond.  I could give the long version – the version where I include their O2 rates, pressure level changes on the oscillator, change in antibiotics, feed mls, number of “spells” they have had in the last 12 hours, CO2 levels in their blood compared to the last blood gas they had three hours before, saturation levels… or I could just tell you that “they are okay”.  I know that my long version, while to me seems easy to understand and not really alarming, is a lot to handle for people who don’t sit in the NICU everyday for five hours.  But I feel like just saying “they’re okay” minimizes the hours I spend talking to nurses, doctors as well as the fighting the boys are doing just to get to where they are.  I don’t mean to sound ungrateful for the question – I like that people ask how they are doing.  I just wish I had an answer that would give a clear idea about how they are doing, without making it sound like a day at the park or a house of horrors.  It is a fine faint line!  So prepare yourself, today I am giving the long version.  So for some, you may read the paragraphs below and think “poor boys/Camps…” but remember, we have been doing this for over a month, and we are neither freaked out nor overwhelmed by what for us is the daily report on the boys.

Carter

Carter has had a hard road in the respiratory department.  Last Wednesday at one point they thought both of his lungs collapsed, and they couldn’t get his saturation levels (amount of O2 in his blood, which should be between 88 – 95%) above 70.  A team of doctors, nurses, respiratory therapists and Tim and I stood around him as he “desatted” (dropped his saturation levels) over and over again into the 50s.  They turned up his percentage of O2 to 100% (we breathe room air at 21%), increased his pressure (the pressure amount inflating his lungs by machine) and still he continued to desat.  I spoke up and asked if they checked the placement of his tube, because I know that he moves a lot and the tube moves with him.  Sure enough, the tube had slipped and needed adjusting.  (You know you have been around medical things too much when you can help diagnose the problem)  After awhile Carter stabilized again but not before the drs. thought up many different reasons for his multiple spells.  In the end, it was yeast growing in his trachea…yes, a yeast infection of sorts.  Gross, I know.  Since then Carter has improved. 

  • He is tolerating 20ccs of food every three hours (although sometimes he pushes 10ccs or so back up in his tube.)
  • He weighed 1190 kgs yesterday.  (About 2lbs 10 ozs.) but weighed 1270 (2 lbs. 13 oz)  two days ago – he lost some weight fighting his oscillator, but I am sure it will come back soon!
  • He is at 35% O2 last time I talked with a nurse.  This is amazing considering last week he was always between 60 – 70%!  On Thursday he even made it down to 28% and was in less O2 than his brother – this never happens!
  • They removed his PICC line (like an IV that goes far into his body and can last for a long time) which was clotted and now was two IVs (these will need to be changed often). 
  • He was weaned off of the fentynol (an addictive sedation drug) yesterday and is now on methadone to help with the withdrawal from the fentynol.  This will take about a month but will go home no longer addicted to drugs 🙂 In the meantime, if he needs sedation  he will be given morphine.
  • We were told this week that it is very likely that he will go home on oxygen and monitors, given that he has chronic lung disease.  But this is pretty common and still a long way off for him.
  • He was given two rounds of steroids to help his lungs before they found out about the infection and so had to stop them. 
  • He was given a clean “giraffe” bed and trach tube to get rid of any germs hanging around.
  • His blood gasses are getting better.  Instead of 56% CO2 output he is at 48%.  (the lower the better)
  • Yesterday he had “the best lung xray” his doctor had ever seen for him!
  • So…he’s okay!

Griffin

Griffin was off of the ventilator for about a week.  It was amazing!  I saw his face, touched him, held him (above his bed) and was only days away from really holding him while I sat in a rocking chair.  But then he started having Brady spells (bradycardia is when his heartrate drops really low and he often needs stimulation and on rare occasion bagging to get him breathing again).  At the same time as Carter was desatting Griffin was having Bradys that dropped his heart into the high 40s – low 60s.  Over and over again his heart would drop then come up.  It was terrifying to watch his nurse tap his bottom, lift him up, adjust his O2 levels and wait for his heart rate to go back up.  Like Carter, the doctors came up with many reasons as to why this could be happening.  In the end, Griffin tested positive for an infection in his blood.  So he is on a couple of antibiotics and his spells have subsided.  But not before he was intubated (put on a ventilator), gagged out the tube and extubated (taken off the ventilator by taking out the tube) himself, and then re-intubated 10 hours later.  Since then though, Griffin too has improved!

  • He is still on a vent but only at 25% oxygen with a low pressure.
  • He was taken off three of his antibiotics and put on two different ones that would provide better coverage.
  • He had a lumbar puncture (like a spinal tap) to make sure that his repeat infections were not meningitis (we should get results in a few days).
  • He is eating 2ccs each hour and only giving back some aspirates (things in his feeding tube) but they are not green – just undigested.
  • He has had a couple more blood transfusions to replace all the blood they have taken out of him to make sure that his medication levels are correct.
  • His blood gasses look great so they will be doing them less frequently.
  • He weighs 1170 kgs (about 2 lbs 9 oz).
  • He was moved to an isolette instead of “giraffe” bed since they wanted him in a clean bed and he is stable enough to be taken out of his bed to be weighed!
  • While he still isn’t regular, his belly xrays look good and don’t show any intestinal issues.
  • His lung xrays look better and show less fluid – so the antibiotics are working pnuemonia -like symptoms!
  • So…he’s okay!

Most importantly, both boys had their repeat head ultrasounds which were clear!  At one month neither boy has a brain bleed.  From what we are told, this is amazing in babies that were born at 25 weeks.  One nurse said that she is shocked that they are clear of bleeds – and at this point they are basically out of the woods of getting one!  A bleed could have been devastating – even if their lungs and nutrition was perfect, without the brain it wouldn’t have mattered.  We feel so blessed that they both have “good heads” as their doctors say! 

I hope the last 1,000 words haven’t left you depressed.  I know it is a lot to take in – but for us, this is what we get each time we call or visit the boys.  While there are set backs to report at times we see progress everyday in their growing bodies and expressive faces.  The NICU staff has become like a second family to us, the routine of the security desk, waiting for the elevator, hand washing, bells and alarms, feeds, xrays and ultrasounds is now our normal day – and not one that seems sad, difficult or troubling to us.  Of course, there are days which cause our blood pressure to rise (like last Wednesday) but overall there is more joy than sorrow when we look at our tiny little fighters lying in their beds.  We feel blessed that God has given us the tools and ability to deal with each daily report with confidence and understanding.  And especially blessed to have Griffin and Carter in our lives (even in they don’t live in our house…yet!).