I got a bath tonight. I did really good sitting in the tub. Mommy and daddy figured that I would only have a sponge bath because I have the tube down my throat again, but my nurse Sandy decided that I was going to have my second tub bath of all time. So Sandy held onto my tube to make sure it stayed where it was supposed to. Nurse Tiffany, who doesn't actually have me tonight but came to help out because I'm difficult to work with, and she helped contain me.....no, it's not restrain me....it's CONTAIN me...which really means, HOLD ME STILL (daddy says there is not really a difference)!!!!! Daddy helped Tiffany with that part because he held onto my legs. Mommy had the duty of washing me. She tried to have daddy do the actual washing, but daddy said he would break me because I'm so little. Mommy reminded him that she's much more clumsy than he is, and then she pointed out that if I have survived her, I will certainly survive daddy....but daddy wasn't buying it so he just held me.
I'm doing pretty good tonight. Mommy noticed that since they started the antibiotics on me last Wednesday, I really haven't been energetic. For the last four days I've layed quietly in my bed barely moving at all. Mommy says that's not normal for me, she's used to me waving my arms or kicking my feet....I guess I usually like to move. So anyway, late this afternoon mommy noticed that I appeared to be back to my normal self as I was once again waving my arms and kicking my feet. I even tried to move myself up in bed right before my bath. Nurse Sandy was not too happy with me!!!!!!
My doctor #4 (I met him fourth) was working today and he lowered my ventilator settings from 26 breaths per minute to 22 breaths per minute. Basically, that change just means that I have to be more responsible for my breaths than the ventilator now. *Sighs* My doctors are so demanding sometimes! I've been doing a pretty good job breathing most of the time....and my O2 requirement has stayed in the lower 50's or upper 40's, so I'm not complaining.
My doctor #4 also received the results of my staph culture. Apparently, the staph my blood was growing is called Staph Epi (not sure how to spell that) and it's actually a skin contaminent which my doctor says is not usually found "IN" the blood, rather just on the skin. But, no one can deny that I've not been feeling quite like myself this past week. Okay, so my doctor #4 stopped the G???myacin (I don't know how to say it) but kept the Vancomyacin going....the Vanc stuff is the antibiotic that will kill off the staph epi...which apparently is more wimpy than me!!!!!
Mommy and daddy's friend Janelle came to visit me today. She babysat me while mommy and daddy went out to eat. Janelle said that if they didn't go out to eat, then she would force them to leave and take a nap. Do mommy and daddy's take naps???? Janelle's daughter Kaitlynn really wants to be 12 years old right away so she can come see me. There's a rule here that big-little kids, otherwise known as kids under the age of 12 years, are not allowed in the NICU. I think it might be because kids under 12 still get jealous when they see how cute us babies are.
Grandma and Grandpa Orr came to visit me too....we visited for a short time. Mommy and daddy left the hospital for a little while this morning, right before G and G Orr came to visit me, so that they could start packing some of our stuff up. I think that mommy finally did the math and realized that they can move into our new house in approximately 3 weeks. Daddy says they can wait until the last minute and stuff everything in the car, but mommy said "NO WAY!" I can't believe she got daddy to help packing:) I said I wasn't going to help and they must have listened because I stayed here and took a nap while they packed!
Oh yeah, I weigh 2 lbs and 14 ozs now. Well, that was as of Friday night...I haven't been weighed yet tonight so my weight could change. I might lose weight though. I was retaining fluids way too much the last few days so my doctor #2 had ordered some diuretics for me. I'm taking two different kinds and let me tell you....I'm not only filling my diapers with fluid (if you know what I mean), but I'm spilling over into my clothes and bedding. I'm like a waterfall lately!!!
Uh oh, I have to go now, my alarm is beeping so daddy is getting ready to give me a lecture.
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Trust me Zander on this but in twenty five to thirty years, you will dream of being bathed by nurses while all you have to do is recline in a tub of water. You are one lucky boy!
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