For the last couple of weeks I have been feeling like Evan is suspended in his size, his breathing habits, and his state of existing tethered to his machines fixed in the NICU. A few things are contributing to the breaking up of this insufferable feeling of suspension. Evan is up to 3lbs and 6oz today. That seems and feels like so close to double his birth weight-YAY!. For weeks, he has been on 4ltrs of oxygen with seeming hoplessness that he'll ever make the jump to 3 ltrs. They have been trying unsuccessfully since he stopped using the tube down the throat method. He has been on 3ltrs of oxygen for about 36 hours now at about %23-that's about room air percentage (as I understand it). Next Thursday, Evan will be 34 weeks adjusted gestational age. The NICU staff plans to start him feeding from a bottle nipple, and move him out of his incubator into an open crib.
I used to tell myself that evan was gonna come home someday, but after 50 days since he was born, my heart is starting to feel like he the answer to the question "is Evan Miles ever going to come home?" is a releiving and resounding YES.
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