I could write a whole book about how emotional and frustrating it is to have an infant in the hospital and all the things that happened this morning, but all along I have tried to focus on the facts and the positives for this blog and I will keep trying. We are stil waiting for more information on Brendan, there is no way to know how long his stay will be or what will be required. His antibiotics are running so hopefully his lungs will get nice and clear and then they can wean him back on the oxygen again.
He had a blow out on his IV in his hand already so they put one in his scalp. His soft little hair had just finally grown back from the last time! They are using Precedex and maybe some Versed to try to keep him calm and comfortable, it really eats at me that he needs to be sedated instead of held for comfort. But I can’t be there around the clock and he has too many appliances attached to hold him right.
I missed the doctors’ rounds this morning, so I will try to be there earlier tomorrow to be able to get a better update. There won’t be too many decisions made until the drugs have had a chance to work.

They piled on tape to try to keep this IV safely in place. Poor Brendan looks like some alien brainsucker is attached.

Trevor is an ongoing source of entertainment and is ready to make me smile as soon as I get home from the hospital.
I needed a Hazmat suit, this baby had a full diaper!!

Making faces at Gramma from his bed

One guess as to what this face means! (The socks are there to keep his head centered because the PT wants us to work on shaping)

Gramma thought he needed a book while he was busy