In order to avoid a Facebook overload, but keep our families and friends informed without non-stop texting and phone calls...

I created this blog to tell the story of our Baby Boy arrival into the world as a premie.

My water broke March 22nd at 26 weeks pregnant and our Max was born March 25th just before 2:00 in the morning.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Tuesday March 27th

Tuesday was my discharge date from the hospital, they woke up up with needing blood work and after 3 tries in my right arm and hand the phlebotomist  realized I wasn't kidding about not having anymore blood in my right arm. They called up a second phlebotomist to try. They told me I couldn't be discharged until they could get a vial out of me. Finally they managed, but then it kept bleeding and took a while to get it to stop. yikes!

Thankfully we were able to be at the NICU for his 9:00 am care times and he is still off the ventilator! Once I was fullly discharged I went back over to the NICU while S took everything out to the car. We stayed by his bed until we absolutely had to go. I had a list of things that couldn't wait, I was very upset until Sarah said she was going to head down to Ogden at 4. I rushed home to shower, change my clothes, and finish up all my errands to make it back in time to leave with Sarah to head back to the NICU. When Sarah and I left the NICU he was struggling to breathe more than he had since he was born, but he still under the curve for jaundice so he was still doing better than expected.  When I got home, S was working on homework at the campus so he wasn't home. I tried to get some paperwork done, but it was too much so I scrubbed my bathroom. I don't really know why, and S thought I was NUTS when he came home to find me sweeping the floor and (literally) scrubbing the counter. I just had to something to keep my mind off of the fact that my baby wasn't home with me. Thankfully, I was tired since I had been getting 3-4 hours of sleep the last few days so I was able to fall asleep after a little while.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I completely understand the cleaning! Whenever I feel like I have little control or influence over a situation (like anything medical!) cleaning gives me a task that is easy to complete, has immediate positive results I can see and enjoy, and I am in complete control over it. Just make sure it's something small.

Hang in there!

Love, Janica