Ryder is having another great day today - he had to get a small fluid bolus early this morning for low blood pressure, but overall his vital signs today have looked very stable...despite the lower dose of lasix his fluid balance is negative (losing more water weight) and his creatinine is down slightly again today. This then marks 4 days without any borderline catastrophes, an awesome thing!
So, now we wait.
Waiting seems so hard. It requires you to be patient; to sit quietly. It allows for you to think too much and to have to refocus those thoughts. If you aren't careful, waiting can turn to worry; you can easily become panicky that the next moment won't be as good, that something may change for the worse, that if you put down your guard something disasterous will happen...
For those of you who don't work in a hospital, time is always, just "off" -- the day starts at whatever time morning rounds happens--this is when everything seems the most stable, the safest. It is when everyone is paying the closest attention, when the labs, xrays and vitals have just been reviewed and all the patients just examined. Rounds are great. At this very moment in the hospital day everything seems to be under such control. All good things are possible. Optimistic plans are made for the day. But then you just have to wait...
We are not good at waiting. It is so much easier to be on the other side of the glass doors - you can keep busy ordering things and talking to people and doing. We are now just sitting and waiting in the corner of our PICU room...with all the electronic devices we can find. Let's see - 2 laptops, 2 phones, 3 ipods (now Ryder has one too), a nook
and of course the breast pump. There is a lot of cords over here. So we need to work on the waiting skills, clearly.
I have learned already, though, that waiting CAN be wonderful...with each minute that passes you gain another minute to spend hoping. Hoping that that minute will be just as great as the one that just happened, the one where everything still looked good, where there was no beeping, buzzing or humming alarms, where nobody ran in to stare at your baby boy's monitor(s). You can hope that tonight things will be just as quiet, that the catheter will keep filling up, that something will be titrated off or discontinued. Then, if you wait until tonight you can hope that during morning rounds after a discussion of numbers someone will conclude everything looks good. That the plan will be to just keep the status quo and wait. That will be good too. So, while 14 days of waiting could be the worst 2 weeks of my life, I think it might be the best 2 weeks - never spent so much time getting the chance to hope for something so great...
Happy 2 week birthday Ryder! We love you so much little warrior!!
And thank you for squeezing our fingers today, wish we could think of a present that perfect for you...