Peeing like a racehorse . . .
Yesterday Reuben had about 10 ounces of net fluid loss, and today he's on track to do the same -- this is fantastic, as it will help his lungs work better -- and get rid of his Dilbert-head. He's down to 40% oxygen and statting in the 90s, which is also great. They're going to leave him on the jet ventilator for now, since he's doing well on it. He got to stop his antiobiotics today, which was nice. And they're going to restart his breastmilk feeds -- they're trying with the tube straight into his stomach, but if he can't do that himself they'll put a tube into his intestines. Because of all the morphine and vecuronium, he was having some stomach spasms that were preventing him from emptying into the intestine, so they can just bypass that if they need to.
He's having some nice "quiet alert" spells where he just looks around curiously, and it's wonderful to interact with him. His eyes definitely seem to be brown, and somehow that really surprises me. I didn't expect him to have my eyes.
Love,
Eric, Jonna, and Reuben
