The days just seem to be running into one another. I looked at the calender yesterday and thought Holy Smokes! We're a third of the way into November! It's like we're stuck in some freaky limbo while the rest of the world speeds by. Thanks again for hanging in there with us.
No improvement on the lungs or getting the oxygen down. Big Kid can't seem to maintain his saturation levels under 45-50% oxygen. The doctors are planning on doing a tracheostomy on Wednesday.
The bundle of screams are back.
Logically I understand the reasons for this. It will be easier to care for. The back of Big Kid's mouth and throat are getting pretty beat up. It looks like he's going to be on the ventilator longer than hoped. He's not sicker, it's simply taking longer to get better.
I just can't get past the idea that they're going to cut into his throat. His throat.
On a more positive note, yesterday his nurse and I stood on opposite sides of his bed holding his hands.
"Big Kid, can you move the toes on your left foot?" She asked. He moved the toes on his right foot.
"That's great! Can you move the toes on your other left foot?" He did. ;-)
Two good friends in blogland have swine flu hit their families. If you could send some healing thoughts and prayers to Kim's son and Ashley's Mom, I would be most grateful.
And thank you for all your kind blessings.