03/04/2007

Ahh, a weekend with little love. Sometimes, it's the best therapy around. My girlfriends from college came this weekend to meet Mr. Emery and it was great to have them here. That, too, was great therapy! So, the changing of the guard (doctor) came, and we met the new doc rounding for the next 2 weeks. So, Dr. G came to talk to us yesterday and meet us. His only goal for Emery is to let him grow. He said he is growing great, and babies born at Emery's gestational age simply need to grow new lung tissue. We knew that. The good news is, he felt that after looking at Emery's growth chart that here within the next 4 weeks they are going to try to get Emery off the vent. He now weighs 4 pounds 9-1/2 ounces. He's a monster. Yes, I did get pictures of a very aware Emery and I will try to get them up soon. Emery's vent settings have been slowly on the rise.. not much, but more so than what they were coming off the SensorMedics. When he came off of that vent Emery had a course of steroids that actually lasted 5-1/2 days as opposed to the 3-day burst, and his settings and oxygen requirements slowly came up. This last round of steroids actually got Emery extubated, and though his vent settings are up a little he seems relatively stable and leveled out on this vent. There still is little talk of giving Emery a tracheostomy with home ventilation, but the goal is to have him home 3 months post dates.. which means the goal is to have him home at the end of June or the beginning of July. That's the goal. Anything can happen. Someone said to me this morning that we can still pray for Emery to be a miracle, a witness to the power of God. Some days I hope for that and others I lower my standards to simply hoping he lives... Oh 'me' of little faith. Anyway, Daddy held him on Saturday and Emery very much enjoyed it. Mommy held Emery on Friday and he got mad as heck. I'm almost developing a complex. I might try to hold him today, but he's so calm and peaceful compared to the fussy little mess he was Friday and Saturday... though he apparently had a big poopie last night and it wore him out... as it would any one of us.. but he must have been working on it all day which is why he was fussy. He is stable and growing and beautiful. I love the uneventful days. Love, Sarah, Erik and Emery