Marshall’s big brothers placed first, third, & fifth at the Unadilla Tourney!!
Yeeeaaaaahhhh!
Thank you, Facebook, for the team pic!!
Here’s our champion after a match!
Seeing is believing.
Marshall is looking “good.”
His recovery, per his nurse today (who has 16 years experience) said he has been doing “exceptional.”
He lost his head IV, he lost his Foley catheter, and he is resting comfortably.
His lactate is low, his white & red blood counts are fine, and they upped his feeds through his ng tube to 3ccs.
May I have a round of applause for our little miracle and his fantastic team??
I’m so thankful I could cry…
Covered in kisses
Grandma delivered some that everyone sent.
Plus this a.m. I got to plaster his little head in kisses!
Marshall is ten days old!!
Happy ten days, baby boy!
He is closed
And it went well!!
Going up to see for ourselves in a bit.
Closing time
We just got the call. They will be closing in the next hour or two.
Here’s to hope that this will allow him to move to the next steps (weaning from the ventilator and feeding).
And maybe just maybe this will make us one step closer to having him back in our arms…
Meet Maestro & Dandelion
Maestro was here waiting for Marshall when Marshall was born. (And Maestro is temporarily wearing Marshall’s cape as he gathers his superhero strength.)
And Dandelion was one of the first gifts I got for our little miracle…
Grip
Our visit with Marshall this a.m. reminded me of two things: Marshall is hanging on. And too much time in hospital a hospital makes one lose their grip on time.
Marshall’s team was doing rounds and Dr. Luis stopped in when they were wrapping up.
May you never know the fear in that settles in when a group of docs and nurses congregate at your child’s bedside.
Needless, per his team, Marshall is “doing well” but they still couldn’t close. His red blood cell count is down. And they “really don’t know why.”
Really? Really?!? I wanted to argue. And yell. But didn’t. Perhaps the postpartum hormones combined with the instinctive raging urge to stand over his bassinet growling and snarling at anyone who tries to hurt him farther is on high alert.
And on a very, very tight leash.
I won’t even mention the dreams…they will be saved for another post.
Anyway, Marshall’s team is doing further testing to eliminate the most probable causes of the red blood cell thing. Marshall’s lactate level has decreased…for now.
So we wait. And hope for more positive thoughts and prayers. Which I may need you to extend to other babies in the CICU. We have met the families of two so far – one is Baby B who is waiting for a new heart and Baby J who had surgery on Jan. 2.
Life has a way of reminding us that it’s not about what we want but what we’ve still got.
AND though Marshall is really sedated, he keeps reminding us how strong he is. Which is good since, as Dr. Luis promised: “We will definitely be closing tomorrow.”
Lactate is the enemy.
And Marshall’s levels are a bit higher tonight than they were this morning.
Though it isn’t at an alarming level according to his nurse, I’m worried.
Say a little prayer (if you have one to spare) that the lactate goes back down after his nurse works her magic.
We will know more by midnight. ..
Holding hands
With Grandma & Mama
