Well the last few days have been fairly quiet, Lakai's ventilator was switched to a high frequency oscillating ventilator yesterday.
High Frequency Oscillatory Ventilation (HFOV)
High Frequency Oscillatory Ventilation is characterized by high respiratory rates up to 15 hertz (900 breaths per minute). The rates used vary widely depending upon patient type and disease condition. In HFOV the pressure oscillates around the constant distending pressure (equivalent to the PEEP). Thus gas is pushed into the lung during inspiration, and then pulled out during expiration. HFOV generates very low tidal volumes that are generally less than the dead space of the lung. Tidal volume is dependent on endotrachial tube size, power and hertz. Different mechanisms of gas transfer come into play in HFOV compared to normal mechanical ventilation. It is often used in patients who have hypoxia refractory to normal mechanical ventilation: severe ARDS, ALI and other oxygenation issues that cannot be corrected with conventional ventilation. In some neonatal patients HFOV may be used as the first-line ventilator due to the high susceptibility of the premature infant to lung injury from conventional ventilation.
I must admit I do not like seeing him being shaken like that, even though it is for his own good. I suppose it just looks more agitating then anything else. Which he is. They had to increase his morphine because he is fighting his ventilator. Which would be helpful if he was more ready to come off of it and to be placed on CPAP but currently his lungs are still too premature.
However that being said, there is already some talk about weaning him off the ventilator and making the switch sooner than later.
It's not really funny (yet sort of is) but last night when Kyle called about him, the doctor was telling him that Lakai has a temper and when he is mad he holds his breath. GREAT! He is having enough problems with his breathing...and he is going to hold his breath on top of things because he is pissed off?!
That's my son...(note: I never did that when I was little and didn't get my way...I don't recall at least).
My son. Two words I never thought I would say..he truly is a dream come true, no matter what path he took to get here.
I can't imagine loving him anymore than I do and yet I know there is a world more coming, like a flooding dam about to burst...and it's going to burst the second I get to finally hold him.
I cannot properly explain the amount of agony I feel just sitting there peaking through his little incubator cover, staring at him and then watching the monitors just case my spying on him is stressing him out. Because sometimes too much stimulation from light, sounds and even touching makes his stats going all over the place. Which is not good.
It's an impossible thing to watch your son struggle for life (and yes, he is showing the world what he is made of...) he is still so tiny and fragile and as his mom I just want to hold him. And yet I can't.
It is not natural.
Anyone who is reading this with kids...I know I don't have to tell you this, but cherish the chances you get to hug your kids. Do it more often, do it for me while I cannot hug mine. =)
Chase them down if you have too.
Other than the new ventilator, there isn't much health wise going on with Baby Batman in his new bat cave.
They have taken out his arterial line because it was not being used. They have stopped giving him this yellow IV fluid, which the name is totally escaping me at 2:52 am....Don't ask why I am still up. He was getting Lasix to reduce the fluid in his lungs caused by the BPD.
Which scares me because all my experience with Lasix comes from being around horses, and racehorses..and I have heard some terrible side effects that come from this drug in horses. The doctor did assure me it was not the same in preemies.
His blood sugar is slowly coming down. And he has remained off Insulin for a couple of days solid now, thankfully!!
He is so active, I can't believe it sometimes. He is always moving, kicking, stretching and sometimes having what look like tiny temper tantrums.
He already has quite the little personality forming, he has defendant likes and dislikes..he likes being on his right side over his left, he likes to hold on to things (like his tube, IV, blanket, fingers, anything he can cling too...), he likes to be clean (no dirty diapers) and he lets you know, he likes the peace and quiet, he likes the darkness, he likes to feel confined and he seems to like eating.
Since he is up to his full feeds of 10cc's of breast milk every two hours.
He also likes to hold his breath when things do not go his way. He loves his hands/arms up by his face.
He dislikes well the opposite of most of the things above..clearly!
I must admit I was checking out his hair today, which is getting longer and longer...I think he may have quite the do' by the time he comes home. But anyways...I think his hair might lighter than everyone first thought, while it still looks fairly dark..both Kyle and I noticed that it's lighter than before. Maybe because it is growing..
Another thing is, his eyebrows are fairly light...almost darkish red. I think I may have a red head on my hands after all...Even though I said for so long and so strongly that I did not want a redhead, frankly he can have pink hair with split pea green tips and stripes for all I care now.
I suppose I should go to sleep since it's 3am and I am just starting to get sleepy.
That was a long update for not having very much to update about. I guess I just needed to type.
Thank you to everyone for all the kind wishes, positive thoughts, love and support.
Nic, Kyle, Lakai, Jaeden and Huck.
xo xo xo
I love you Lakai!