Day 2: Recovering in PICU

What a difference sleep makes. Billy and I were so weary last night, but awoke recharged and ready for our little man to kick Biliary Atresia's ass.

They decided to let Weston rest last night and started continuous pain and sedation medications, and kept him intubated. The night nurse had to put little restraints on his arms because W was not having any of the crap-o-la in his nose and mouth.

Dr. M stopped by this morning to check on little man. He said that Weston appears to be doing well and his labs are what they would expect at this time.

Shortly after, they extubated him and it was so wonderful to hear that baby cry. He was pretty hoarse for a while, but that was to be expected.

His nurse is working on weaning him off of oxygen and will probably have him on room air by 7pm.

Billy and I went home for a few hours this morning to shower and eat something other than hospital cafeteria food. And, of course to visit with our E. She is doing well, all things considered, but is acting like she knows something is wrong. Mom says she asks for us, mainly The Daddy; and as soon as we walked in the door, she wanted to know where Baby Weston was.
She made a special sign for her baby brother and hand delivered it to him this afternoon.

Weston's super awesome and creative caterpillar dressing.

Eyes open!

Sweet Sister Sugar

She was so happy to see her brother. :)

So, Weston is awake and seems to be more alert. It's hard because he still has so many drains and various lines, we can't pick him up. And, as much as I want to talk to him and touch him, it riles him up and can cause him some pain. So, mom and dad are still sitting off on the sidelines with some occasional sneaking of kisses and modified cuddling.

If things keep progressing as well as they have been, he may be moved out of PICU tomorrow.

Yea!