Garrison was determined to get off of the vent today. He pulled it out on his own at 4am. He has been on approximately 30% O2 all day. They did turn his high flow from 2 to 1. I don't really know what all of this jargon means, but the nurses reassure me that he is SLOWLY getting better. I imagine it will be next week sometime before he can come home. Leaving him at the hospital was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life. It feels so lonely to leave the hospital without the one you intended to bring home. Of course I could stay up there 24 hours a day, but I feel like I need to be home. Fischer needs me here...even if it is a false sense of normalcy...he needs it. I will go back up tomorrow morning.
I was able to hold him today...which was good...but a little stressful...with all of his wires. He gets agitated when you move him around a lot...and I don't blame him.
Thank you again for your prayers and love.
This is my GQ husband. He is the most kind, gentle, patient man I have ever met. He is an amazing father to our two little boys. God has truly blessed me with a man who seeks to be more like Him.
This is my adorable almost 4 year old Fischer. He is full of energy and life...and he has never met a stranger. He loves Scooby-Doo, pasta, and pretending to be a superhero. He likes to be goofy when I take his picture...you didn't notice right?
This is my little...I mean big...hunk of burning love. He loves his big brother and will flash you an award winning smile complete with dimples. He is into EVERYTHING and knows exactly what he wants...and he isn't afraid to tell you.
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I am so happy that he is doing better. God is so good.
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