Noah just loves him some football and Nana and Pop-Ro just love them some Green Bay Packers. We're just hangin' out this Sunday watching the SuperBowl. It's guaranteed to be a good game!
Showing posts with label football. Show all posts
Showing posts with label football. Show all posts
Sunday, February 6, 2011
SuperBowl
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Go Pac Go!
Noah is quite the fan of football...much to the delight of Daddy-O. He's also quite the fan of the Green Bay Packers...much to the chagrin of Daddy-O. Shortly after he was born, Bubs received his first Green Bay garb from Aunt Mary Lynn, Nicole, Marvin, Megan and Dakota. He was able to wear the shirt, but had to wait a bit to wear the sweats. Well...that time has come.
There was plenty of opportunities for Mr. Man to shout "touchdown".
During half time, Stinkpot and I threw the ball around a bit. A future Heisman Trophy winner if ever I saw one.
On a medical note, three days ago, Noah was started on another antibiotic. This is number three. The doctor thought he never got over the initial trach infection before the flu and strep throat attacked. I am SO pleased to announce that Mr. Man slept through the night...for the first time since December 22. His "old" routine was to wake up {at least once} between 2am and 4am with a coughing spell that would last about an hour and usually lead to vomiting. It was SO NICE to sleep until 7am this morning. SO. VERY. NICE.
Let's hope this antibiotic #3 is the magic pill I've been hoping for.
There was plenty of opportunities for Mr. Man to shout "touchdown".
During half time, Stinkpot and I threw the ball around a bit. A future Heisman Trophy winner if ever I saw one.
On a medical note, three days ago, Noah was started on another antibiotic. This is number three. The doctor thought he never got over the initial trach infection before the flu and strep throat attacked. I am SO pleased to announce that Mr. Man slept through the night...for the first time since December 22. His "old" routine was to wake up {at least once} between 2am and 4am with a coughing spell that would last about an hour and usually lead to vomiting. It was SO NICE to sleep until 7am this morning. SO. VERY. NICE.Let's hope this antibiotic #3 is the magic pill I've been hoping for.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Not much sleep
Well...last night was an adventure! Let's start at the beginning.
At around 9:00 p.m. I decided to lay down in preparation for waking up every three hours to do diaper changes and get ready for feedings. There is a large vinyl chair that folds down to a "bed". It is definitely larger than a twin but I don't think it's quite a full. Kc was not tired at all, so he stayed up and read for a bit. About every 15 minutes there was some disturbance — alarms going off, nurses coming in to check said alarms, kiddos next door crying, nurses coming in to "take vitals", other nurses coming in to take blood samples, and pump machines making beeping noises. Noah was amazing and seemed to sleep through the whole thing. We, however, did not.
At midnight, after NO sleep, Noah's pediatrician came in to do rounds. He asked about how Noah's feeds have been. I told him that two days ago, because of the concern with how much Noah was spitting up, one of the hospitalist increased the time that his feeds are pumped through the NG tube. Instead of the typical thirty minutes, they increased his feeding time to ninety minutes. Because he is fed every three hours, he would feed for an hour and a half and then digest for only an hour and a half before feeding again. The feedings were so long that Noah was not feeling hungry and therefor stopped bottle feeding. I was unable to get him to take more than 10 ml the past two days and his OT, Sandy, couldn't do any better. Noah's pediatrician, Dr. Fields, immediately called a nurse in to the room and had her stop his pump feeding through the NG tube. He said that in order for Noah to go home, he needs to learn to eat, and in order for him to eat, he needs to be hungry. Dr. Fields then told me to bottle feed him every three hours. I am proud to announce that my little man has taken three bottles of 75 ml each over the past three feedings. He has not had any milk put on a pump to go down his NG tube. What do you know, a hungry boy will eat.
Kc left for work at 6:00 a.m. after a combined total of about one hour of sleep. He went in early because he needed to come back to Children's Hospital today at 10:00 a.m. for Noah's second trach change. Nana, Papa and Kc all got to practice putting in a new trach. Right before that, Noah had his first cast change. The nurse practitioner who changed his casts told me that "his legs are looking great".
Nana stopped by our condo to pick up the mail and feed Kitty. Waiting at the front door was a package addressed to Noah from Aunt Mary Lynn, Nicole, Marvin, Megan and Dakota, containing some Green Bay garb for next year's Super Bowl. Doesn't he look like a future Packer fan?
Hopefully tonight will be a bit more calm and we can get some much needed sleep between feedings. Either that, or we'll be so exhausted that we'll sleep through all the beepings and interruptions.
Thank you for the prayers! I am very hopeful and optimistic that we'll be going home soon.
At around 9:00 p.m. I decided to lay down in preparation for waking up every three hours to do diaper changes and get ready for feedings. There is a large vinyl chair that folds down to a "bed". It is definitely larger than a twin but I don't think it's quite a full. Kc was not tired at all, so he stayed up and read for a bit. About every 15 minutes there was some disturbance — alarms going off, nurses coming in to check said alarms, kiddos next door crying, nurses coming in to "take vitals", other nurses coming in to take blood samples, and pump machines making beeping noises. Noah was amazing and seemed to sleep through the whole thing. We, however, did not.
At midnight, after NO sleep, Noah's pediatrician came in to do rounds. He asked about how Noah's feeds have been. I told him that two days ago, because of the concern with how much Noah was spitting up, one of the hospitalist increased the time that his feeds are pumped through the NG tube. Instead of the typical thirty minutes, they increased his feeding time to ninety minutes. Because he is fed every three hours, he would feed for an hour and a half and then digest for only an hour and a half before feeding again. The feedings were so long that Noah was not feeling hungry and therefor stopped bottle feeding. I was unable to get him to take more than 10 ml the past two days and his OT, Sandy, couldn't do any better. Noah's pediatrician, Dr. Fields, immediately called a nurse in to the room and had her stop his pump feeding through the NG tube. He said that in order for Noah to go home, he needs to learn to eat, and in order for him to eat, he needs to be hungry. Dr. Fields then told me to bottle feed him every three hours. I am proud to announce that my little man has taken three bottles of 75 ml each over the past three feedings. He has not had any milk put on a pump to go down his NG tube. What do you know, a hungry boy will eat.
Kc left for work at 6:00 a.m. after a combined total of about one hour of sleep. He went in early because he needed to come back to Children's Hospital today at 10:00 a.m. for Noah's second trach change. Nana, Papa and Kc all got to practice putting in a new trach. Right before that, Noah had his first cast change. The nurse practitioner who changed his casts told me that "his legs are looking great".Nana stopped by our condo to pick up the mail and feed Kitty. Waiting at the front door was a package addressed to Noah from Aunt Mary Lynn, Nicole, Marvin, Megan and Dakota, containing some Green Bay garb for next year's Super Bowl. Doesn't he look like a future Packer fan?
Hopefully tonight will be a bit more calm and we can get some much needed sleep between feedings. Either that, or we'll be so exhausted that we'll sleep through all the beepings and interruptions.Thank you for the prayers! I am very hopeful and optimistic that we'll be going home soon.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Not again...
This morning I woke and found Mommy and Daddy speaking with several nurses and a Doctor who looked very familiar. I tried to hear the details of the conversation, but I just wasn't close enough. However, I did see the Doctor pointing down his throat at the same time turning to look my way. As soon as he left, the bus arrived and it was driven by that anesthesiologist. Not again!
Once I boarded the bus and we started to drive, Mommy and Daddy followed along behind. On the way, I asked Daddy how the Cardinals did in the Super Bowl game. He told me, "Let's not talk about it." The next thing I remember I was waking up and there was nothing in my mouth. No more tubes! So it seems that I was right all along. When I grow up I should become a Doctor. I'm way ahead of the game.
There is this strange thing, four times the size of my ET tube, sticking out of my neck. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet, but I'll have to think about it tomorrow. Nurse Nancy just came in with some "happy juice" for me.
Once I boarded the bus and we started to drive, Mommy and Daddy followed along behind. On the way, I asked Daddy how the Cardinals did in the Super Bowl game. He told me, "Let's not talk about it." The next thing I remember I was waking up and there was nothing in my mouth. No more tubes! So it seems that I was right all along. When I grow up I should become a Doctor. I'm way ahead of the game.
There is this strange thing, four times the size of my ET tube, sticking out of my neck. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet, but I'll have to think about it tomorrow. Nurse Nancy just came in with some "happy juice" for me.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Are You Ready For Some Football...
Today was a bit of a blur thanks to Nurse Liz's "special medicine". When Mom and Dad got in this morning, Dad started telling me about this game called "The Super Bowl". I guess some guys get paid a lot of money to play catch and crash into each other. Sounds pretty cool. Dad says that the Cardinals are playing against the Steelers. I think the Cardinals should win.
Mom told me that my Nana and Aunt Melissa came to visit with me today. I don't remember seeing them, probably that "special medicine" again, but I do remember eating today. WOW! You all should really try it! In an instant I felt full and warm all over. I just have to learn to keep it all down and not spit up. There are rumors that I have to stop eating tonight. I choose to ignore them.
Before Mom left today, she placed a doll from Threads of Love next to me. Now...I DON'T play with dolls! Check out my new shoes. They have cars on them. That's what I like. I must admit, however, that this doll isn't that bad because it smells like my Mom. I guess she puts it in her bra when she's not with me. Strange, but I feel so much better when the doll is next to me.
Mom told me that my Nana and Aunt Melissa came to visit with me today. I don't remember seeing them, probably that "special medicine" again, but I do remember eating today. WOW! You all should really try it! In an instant I felt full and warm all over. I just have to learn to keep it all down and not spit up. There are rumors that I have to stop eating tonight. I choose to ignore them.
Before Mom left today, she placed a doll from Threads of Love next to me. Now...I DON'T play with dolls! Check out my new shoes. They have cars on them. That's what I like. I must admit, however, that this doll isn't that bad because it smells like my Mom. I guess she puts it in her bra when she's not with me. Strange, but I feel so much better when the doll is next to me.
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