Feedings

Joyce, Kathy, and Holly were on duty yesterday and are the team on today. Yesterday (Friday) was a big day. Joyce said that Henry was ready for a crib. When I arrived in the morning, I helped move Henry into his new bed. Henry was bumped up to 35 mls for his feeding period. Before his 11AM feeding, I breastfeed him. He nursed for about 18 minutes (on and off), so Joyce skipped giving him his food via the tube.

Henry was pretty sleepy throughout the day. My mom came in the late afternoon to hold him. Kathy said that he threw a fit when she left. He prefers being held to being in his crib. Kathy settled him down and decided to hold off on the weighing of him, because he was asleep.

Jeff held him in the evening. I tried breastfeeding him, but he wasn't interested (kept falling asleep). I pulled a second recliner into our little room while Jeff held Henry. I took a nap for about 1/2 hour. I think that Henry kicked up a fuss when we put him back in his crib. I remember Holly quieting him down in a couple seconds. I don't really remember much beyond that. I'm having trouble remembering much beyond what has happened within the past few hours.

Jeff and I left around 12:30AM. I fell asleep on the couch when we got home. I woke up in a panic around 4:30AM with the feeling like we had forgotten Henry somewhere. It has happened a couple times recently. The little sleep I get isn't exactly the best.

We left before Henry was weighed last night. Joyce reported this morning that his weight had dropped a little to 1715 grams.

Joyce tried weaning down Henry's oxygen. She turned up the concentration but turned the flow down to .2 liters. Henry nursed for what amounted to about 11 minutes this afternoon. In the process, he kept choking on the milk and had 3 bradys (which made him turn blue). His oxygen had to be turned up after that (.3 liters).

Jeff came in the afternoon while we were nursing. He held him for a little while. Then, I held him for a while. At one point, he started desating, but Kathy was in the middle of a procedure on Ian. None of the other nurses came to help out (which didn't exactly instill confidence). The bottom line is that when a nurse is doing a procedure on a patient, the other nurses are supposed to step in when the alarms go off. Jeff ended up going over to where she was doing the procedure and she gave him the OK to turn up the oxygen. When we left, he was at 38% on .4 liters.

My mom held him until guests were kicked out at 6:45PM for shift change. He was fine until she put him down. Then he started yelling. When she left, Kathy was trying to quiet him down.