We were so excited to have Conor moved to a regular room, partly because it meant his siblings could come and visit him. They had been pretty disappointed that he finally got here after months of waiting only to disappear again. Every time we would go home from being with him Finn would say "Tonor? Where Tonor?". They were very excited to come see him.
And thank heavens Granny was here to take care of Teresa, Nora, and Finn so we could spend so much time at the hospital with Conor!
Once he got to his room they were able to remove most of his wires and tubes. I was cringing a little bit for him when they took out his arterial lines, not only were they stuck in like the IV's but they'd also attached them to him with several little stitches to keep them in place. He also screamed like crazy when they pulled the drainage tube out of his chest, poor lad. By Sunday he was down to just having the feeding tube, one IV line, and a blood pressure monitor on him at all times. At that point we were able to hold him whenever we wanted and it was easy enough to get him out of his bed without needing help from a nurse. He definitely seemed a lot more comfortable once so many of the wires were gone!
Monday morning we were able to meet with all his doctors to discuss how he was doing and the game plan going forward. They were all amazed with how quickly he was recovering and said that basically he just needed to show us that he could eat by mouth and he would be ready to go home. He did a really great job getting back to nursing right away. His doctor felt like his few days at home getting to practice nursing was a huge help in making his transition easier. He did really well all day Monday but then in the evening he had two major spit up episodes. Because of those they decided to wait a bit longer on removing his feeding tube. Luckily after that he did awesome all night Monday night, in fact he acted like any other newborn and pretty much just wanted me to hold him and nurse him all night. Tuesday morning they took his feeding tube out and we got to see his sweet baby face again.
You can see that large spot on his little wrist was where one of the arterial lines was placed.
And then before we knew it the nurses were coming in with paper work for us to sign and telling us we could take him home!
3 comments:
Awww... poor little Conor ... he had to put up with so much unpleasant stuff ... I am so glad he is doing so well ... love him and all of you xox
Yes, poor and precious little Conor. So thankful that is behind him and y'all. It is so hard to see your baby have to go thru so much. So very grateful he is doing so well. Very thankful that Granny was there to take care of Teresa, Nora, and Finn. She is the best!! Love, hugs, and kisses to everyone...
I am so happy that Conor is better. What a sweet little guy. I am so happy for all of you. What a scary experience, but I am grateful that the drs you saw were capable and saw what they needed to do.
Love your family! Hope you guys are all doing well!
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