06/28/2007

Happy Birthday to you ----- Happy Birthday to you ----- Happy Birthday Dear Mom ---- Happy Birthday to you! My mom is 69 years old today!

Oh --- Happy Birthday to you ----- Happy Birthday to you ----- Happy Birthday Dear Dad ---- Happy Birthday to you! My dad is 70 years old today.

Yes, my parents' birthdays are on the same day. When I was little I thought all parents' birthdays were on the same day. I wonder what funny things Emery will think. Happy Birthday to awesome parents!

Anyway, nothing much new on the Emery front, which is good. His blood gases were good today, but not as beautiful as they have been, and I asked the doc about it and he said "Remember, they're great for him. We're happy with him. We're not going to stick him if we don't have to." His CO2 was 54. It's been relatively stable in the 40s and was 45 on Monday, so I was hoping this wasn't an indicator that he is failing high-flow nasal cannula. Monday is blood gas day, and I believe chest x-ray day, and they want to wean his flow on Monday. That will be no changes in 10 days for Emery, which for once I think is a good thing. His blood cultures never did grow anything, but they are still continuing his antibiotics. The nurse said it was because if they stopped them too soon he would develop resistant bacteria, so I think they are stopping tomorrow. I'll have to check at rounds, if I remember. I can't remember anything anymore. I have 2 thank you cards sitting on my bed with addresses filled out and I have yet to send them off. They only need stamps. He still looks good, and he's been much happier. I'm hoping his bad day last week was just a little bug that's being tackled with antibiotics. His poor little veins keep failing and they have to stick him. It hurts me to think of him being stuck all of the time. I've been having the nurses give him bottles and he's taking an average of about 10 to 15 mL from them, but he's only getting fed via bottle twice daily. Emery also has this right-sided preference thing going on with his head and a HUGE flat spot on the side of his head. His head is oblong shaped. I've asked the nurses to change his position, and there is a sign over the bed saying the same thing, but I think it's gotten to the point that it can't be done anymore. I purposely turned his head the other way tonight and he cried and his head literally snapped back the other way. Nobody is allowed to make fun of his crooked head. Oh, and I do believe that God's timing is perfect (of course it is, why do I ever question it?) It looks like Erik and I will be getting my sister's house in ***. It's perfect for us (and Erik will have have to move to **** hee hee). Say prayers for us that this works out. We really have been blessed. Oh, and the parents that were getting the bad news.. they are still here and their baby is doing well! I don't know what the news was, but they're happy and smiling!