Someone in the pre-natal waiting room is obsessing about their grandchild being in a house that reeks of cat and dog…
and also obsessing about how much she wants a cigarette.
Maybe I’m just ignorant but isn’t the cigarette smoke worse for your grandchild than the cat or the dog?
Daniel’s CaringBridge site is at http://caringbridge.org/visit/danieljameskm — we’ll have updates up as often as possible.
They let me out of the hospital yesterday.Â? They removed all the staples and crud from my incision and put steri-strips on it.Â? Let me just say that I really prefer the steri-strips!
We went back down to Great Falls today and spent two care times with Daniel.Â? He’s doing well and the second care time involved us just sitting with him as he napped and squeezed our fingers.Â? Jon reads to him every day and he is becoming well-versed in Dr. Seuss.Â? :)Â? (Reading actually *helps* the babies.)
I’m working on getting the CaringBridge site up and will put the link up here once I have it in place.
I was sicker than Hades on Sunday and I begged my doctor to admit me on Monday. This was a good thing because my body went into pre-eclampsia around 8:00 pm MDT and they took me down to Great Falls by ambulance. Around 2:30 a.m., they made the decision to do a c-section and take Daniel out as the only treatment for pre-eclampsia is taking the baby out.
Daniel James was born on Tuesday April 7th at 3:46 a.m. by c-section. He was 14 1/2 inches long and weighed 1 lb 15 ounces. He’s in the NICU right now and despite being premature, he’s fighting and doing quite well. I’m spending time in there with him when I can and the staff there is the best around.
My c-section incision is healing and my blood pressure is going down. They haven’t quite told me how sick I was — either that or I’m not comprehending it too well.
Thank you for every prayer, phone call, e-mail, wall posting, and everything else. I appreciate it more than I can express.
I’m apparently the poster child for pre-eclampsia at the moment so I’ve been put on bedrest until Monday afternoon.Â? That’s four days of being in bed (OK… and cheating by spending some time online) and I swear I am going to go stir crazy.Â? It’s also three days of almost no human contact because Jon will be gone.
Pray for my sanity, OK?