We had a pretty good day today. Lots of good news, but I'm trying not to get my hopes up.
I was able to breastfeed Benjamin four times today. Each time he got better and stronger. I only hope more wires are disconnected so it's easier on both of us.
There is still quite a bit of fluid in his chest cavity. You can hear it when he breathes sometimes, and he has a hard time coughing it up. They're not sure that his chest tube is draining well. The chest x-ray from 1 p.m. showed more fluid on the right side than the one at 6 a.m. They mentioned possibly having to reposition the tube if his output doesn't improve. They'll do another chest x-ray early tomorrow morning.
This may be the last night that both of us sleep here at the Ronald McDonald House. Benjamin may be moved to the floor tomorrow, which means that instead of having a nurse with him all the time (save leaving briefly to check on things or being right on the other side of the glass with the one other patient he/she is in charge of) here in the PCICU, he will simply have a nurse come check on him every four hours or so. So one of us will need to stay with him most of the time. It will be more work for us because as of now, we have both been able to leave to sleep or take nice, long meal breaks. But at least on the floor I'm pretty sure we can eat in his room and it'll be more private. The bed there will be more comfortable. We both could sleep there, but I think for now, one of us will most likely come back to the RMH to get better sleep. We'll probably trade off.
Well, it's late and I don't know what tomorrow holds. We'll most likely be in a hurry-up-and-wait mode, but that's okay. As long as baby boy is eating and sleeping and getting rid of that crud in his chest.
Don't forget to pray for Isaac. I know I can't stop thinking about them.