In The Words of Dad - Explosion + Room Full of Babies = Me... Going To Hell

Logan is doing alright. He is back up to 14CCs of a mixture that is 3/4 formula, 1/4 water. He was a little gassy, mainly him getting used to the new mixture and amount. We were chillaxing while we waited for his nurse to finish up with another baby so Logan could weigh in (7 lbs 15.3 oz) when there was a loud pop to my left. Loud. Everyone heard it. People were freaking out at first, then they figured out that it was just a bag of water that feeds into the blender blowing up. I guess that Logan's canula was somehow kinked somewhere (oops). This created back-pressure and eventually a peace shattering explosion.

So how does all this add up to me going to Hell? Well, let's see... first thought through my head: oh God, if that was a gunshot please let them have shot me in the head. Second thought: I'm alive... there's water all over the ground, and... on my arm. Sweet, just how I wanted to spend my Saturday night: wet and lonely (I am sure the perverts out there are having a field day with that statement - Lord knows I am). Then it dawned on me: crying babies and people everywhere freaking out. Hilarious.

Special place in Hell. I'm going there, did you know?

In The Words of Dad

October 21/22, 2011. They stopped feeding Logan today. They thought they saw a dilated loop. Let me address the track record with such things: Last time someone thought they saw a dilated loop one of the other doctors looked at the same x-ray the other doctor had and said "I don't see it. Not sure what he is talking about."

Logan is cranky - not eating for a day'll do that to a fellow. His one comfort in life right now is his pacifier. If it falls out (which it does for many reasons) he goes ballistic. His swing was enough at first, then the hunger got to the point that it was causing him physical discomfort.

The other things that bothered them this week, and led to this decision include (but are not limited to) an increased amount of output from his "home-made stoma," increase in vomiting, an increased girth. All of which happened after the transition from 14cc/hr to 16cc/hr continuous feeds - which one of the doctors warned us would happen a couple weeks back at the care conference.

Oh dear lord, my son is being cared for by people who don't know how to read each other's notes. God, if you check blogs: get your smiting boots on.

There and back again

So Logan is having a rough time. We're not sure why but his blood level dropped like a rock and he got real cold. His nurse (his FAVORITE nurse) gave him some blood and cuddles last night and he's doing better. He had to be put on a nasal canula because he was breathing real fast. They think it's either because his tummy is so full of food it's hard to breath or because he is overloaded with fluid (or both). Otherwise he is doing okay.

food.....sorta

So little one is going to get some pedialite sometime today. His home made ostomy has slowed down the amount of stool leaking out. The hope is that it's healing itself closed and no surgery is necessary. He's just basically going to get a teaspoon every 3 hours but I wanted to start painfully slow. We'll see what happens.

No words needed