We're on a good run here and honestly, I'm a little afraid to post about it for fear of jinxing it BUT...I'm just too excited not to!
For starters, last night Jason and I got one of the "golden keys" to the Family Sleep Room. We opened the door and found a double bed, sound machine on the night stand and gasp! Our own private bathroom.....WITH A SHOWER!!!! We both were so pooped that we were asleep within seconds of hitting the pillow and actually laughed this morning about how we felt like we got
too much sleep.
I was so anxious about the vent coming out today. All of the nurses were preparing us for a long several hours before hand - they told us Wyatt would be very uncomfortable, trying to cry with the vent in (which is absolutely heartbreaking to watch by the way), etc... In fact, a couple of them said we should plan to be out of the room for it but I wasn't about to leave him there to go through that by himself. So - I hunkered in and got my game face on only to again, be amazed by my Baby Boy. The process started around 9:30am and the vent actually came out at around noon. I think I saw him try to actually cry only 2 times. He was so calm and collected. After the vent came out - we talked to him, ooed and ahhed at how much better he looked and then I FINALLY got to hold him. What a beautiful feeling that was. My gosh, I am at a total loss of words for how to describe it but I can tell you one thing, I will never forget it.
This is where the day got even better.....all of a sudden, tubes/equipment started disappearing! Obviously, the vent was gone but then the feeding tube, the chest tube, the atrial line, the thing on his head that monitored the oxygen to his brain! It was so awesome to watch him start looking like our baby again. As if all of this wasn't enough progress for the day after surgery, he has nursed twice now and latched like he never missed a beat = another huge step to recovery and getting out of this place!
They moved us tonight to another room in ICU but we are off the critical care bay so that is a relief. I haven't heard a machine beep at me since this morning - which oddly enough is a blessing and a curse. I hated them before because they are so scary but now I kind of miss them. Not because I want him to be setting them off but b/c it is a little comforting to know that they are being monitored so closely. Of course, he still has his vital monitors on but our nurse for the night said he looks so good that she is going to try and leave us alone as much as possible. I'll try to nurse every 3 hrs and we'll see how it goes.
Here are some pics from the day. It is hard to put into perspective how much better he looks in these because ya'll haven't seen him all hooked up but trust me, its 1,000 times better from where we were!
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| Right after he came off the ventilator |
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| Holding him for the 1st time in 2 days! |
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| He's missed his Daddy |
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| Big Smiles! |
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| Sleepy Boy after a big day |