Day 32- August 19, 2011 (Such a big boy!!!)

Noah's Stats
Oxygen Level: 21% @ 5 LPM
Oxygen Machine: Nasal Canula
Weight: 3lb 7 oz
Day Nurse: Norma
Night Nurse: Niyelle

Today, Noah made up for not opening his eyes yesterday. He stayed awake for a lot longer than in the past! When I came in, Noah was tugging on his oxygen prongs (as usual) as well as his feeding tube that is going through his nose! The nurse said that this hurts so she would get some of their magic tape and replace the one that was already falling apart. The tape that they put on their faces (which isn't really tape but the best way to describe it) so usually the nurses have some kind of lubricant that they use to get it right off. Well, this nurse didn't have it so she used alcohol wipes (which was fine). Noah wasn't too fond of the process but once I put the pacifier in his mouth and held on to both of his hands, he seemed to be comforted. He looked right at me, and I just kept telling him that he's doing such a great job being a big boy! He wasn't crying and staying still for the most part! Of course at times, he did squeal, but for the most part, I was proud of my little trooper!

The next part came was to take out his catheter because they had inserted it just to get a urine sample to send over to the labs in order to determine if the infection was getting worse or better, and if they needed to go up or down on antibiotics. Taking my catheter out wasn't a fun experience so I can imagine that his wasn't as fun either. Noah began to cry a little bit I just held on to his hands and put the pacifier in his mouth again, and he just focused on that! He was such a good boy today. I felt happy. It's like we were at the doctors. I forgot that the isolette was there for a moment! I guess I'm starting to see him for the big boy that's going to be coming home soon! After all of that, I stood looking at him and he began to cry and i gave him his pacifier and it seemed to soothe him, but not for long. I thought maybe he could be in an uncomfortable position or predicament and didn't know what to do. All I really wanted to do was pick him up and hold him in my arms and let him know everything was going to be ok! But of course, I couldn't. I went to the nurse and let her know about him crying, and she said that he just needs to be soothed. Babies at that age want to be held...so i guess my instinct was right! I just hope that Noah doesn't think I don't care because I didn't pick him up when he was crying. Anywho, she turned him to his side and rubbed on his back for a while for him to calm down, and then put the blanket over the isolette. He was able to go back to sleep soundly. I loved my visit today.