This week was much of a “hurry up and wait” week for the 3 of us. Nicholas remained on the non-invasive NAVA ventilator. At the beginning of the week, he was receiving moderate support from the NAVA and was breathing comfortably at 36% oxygen. (To give you a comparison on what Nicholas was breathing versus what you and I breath – room air that you & I breathe is 21% oxygen).
Nicholas needed to get stronger breathing on his own so that his ventilator support could decrease and so that he could begin to breathe on less oxygen until he was breathing the 21% oxygen levels you & I breathe. We spent much of the week repeating our mantra “Deep breaths, buddy.”, as Nicholas was pushed to breathe on less oxygen. It was, for the most part, a quiet week for us. The doctors’ orders rarely changed all week long – Dr. Singh & Dr. Abril maintained the same thoughts each day: “Let’s keep him on the NAVA ventilator and see what he can do”.
But, come Saturday evening that all took a change. While on a short break from the NICU for dinner with mom & dad, I received a phone call from the NICU to prepare us for what we would be walking into upon our return. Nicholas’ blood work from earlier that day showed a decrease in his hemoglobin counts – he would need another blood transfusion immediately. They were going to start prepping for the transfusion right then and would be starting as soon as blood arrived.
Upon the news, we quickly left the restaurant and got back to the NICU (Andy finished his dinner in the car on the way back to the NICU). Once at the NICU we found them preparing to start running IVs. I was happy they hadn’t placed the IVs yet so I could be there to hold him as they searched for 2 places in his arms to set IVs (one for the transfusion and one for the fluids he would need while being transfused). After an hour and a half, the IVs were in and the transfusion began. Andy & I were an exhausted mess but Nicholas never cried – he just slept through the whole ordeal.
The transfusion ran for 4 hours overnight. As much as we wanted to stay until the transfusion was complete, we had to get home to get Andy packed as he had a flight to catch early Sunday morning back home to NC for a few days. I will admit that even though we weren’t there, we called and checked in all night with the nurses and, as a result, didn’t get much sleep anyways.
The next day, as Andy headed to the airport and I headed into the hospital, I was greeted by one of the neonatologists, Dr. Sultan. He was there to explain to me that when they tested Nicholas that morning to see if his hemoglobin count had risen (which it had – the transfusion was successful) that he did find an elevated count that led him to believe he might have contracted an infection. So, we began week 5 with several days of antiobiotics to kick any infection he may have (more on this to come).
During all of this, we find ourselves looking for reasons to laugh and places/situations that bring us comfort. Wednesday night brought us that:
While on a brief break from the NICU, Andy and I had dinner at a local bar- Bayside Grille. It’s one of those places that has lots of “regulars”, good food (nothing to fru-fru), and happy hour specials that make all of this dining out a bit easier to digest.On this particular night when we arrived, there was what sounded like a polka band set up and “rocking out” as (I guess) polka bands do. I wasn’t particularly in the mood for a band; a quick dinner so we could get back to the NICU was the top item on my menu. But, as my mother likes to tell me often “Adjust, darlin’. Adjust.”.
As the band played on though, a familiar tune started up. Andy caught it before I did and said, “Listen- do you know what song that is?”. I tried to slow my mind from its constant state of worried analysis to hear what song was being played.
As the song began to come into focus, the whole bar began to join in on the band’s fun singing “You Are My Sunshine.” It was such a sight watching large men drinking draft beers, singing, laughing, and enjoying the lullaby we sing to sweet Nicholas each night. It warmed our hearts and gave us the boost we needed right when we needed it.