Well....after 115 day in the NICU, we finally got to leave. What a long and hard journey it has been- having a child in the hospital for 4 months is no easy task, especially with 3 other kids at home and, of course, a husband in tax season. Reese joined the NICU on January 9 weighing 1 lb. 15 oz. and left on May 3 at 8 lbs. even.
We started NICU life out with Reese having an infection (caused by my placenta/umbilical cord being full of infection). Antibiotics weren't kicking it, so the Dr. actually started suspecting/testing wondering if it might be leukemia since we had another daughter with it. The rollercoaster and wild ride didn't seem to ever let up. We had a brain bleed, aspiration in the lungs, cut in the upper airway, she's gotten surfactant about 3 times, had about 20 blood transfusions, been on antibiotics on and off several times, had tons of blood work taken, echocardiograms, eye exams, head ultrasounds, xrays, developed ROP, had a laser eye surgery, transported to and from Primary Children's, etc., etc. etc. I.am.so. exhausted....and what a little fighter this Reese is.
Once we got her crib set up, it was just starting to feel like time for Reese to come home. It got hard walking past the empty room each day.
Then we got the car seat ready...and Rylee quickly put her baby in there and started taking it with us everywhere in the car. The kids were ready for her to join us too. Funny thing about this doll is that Reese was only about 1/2 inch bigger than this doll at birth. The head size is about the same as hers at birth- crazy!
Then I show up to the NICU one day and they have this giant crib in there for her- with a mobile and everything. They were getting her too comfortable there and it was starting to definitely feel like big baby at the NICU. One morning at rounds, a hospital volunteer came up to me and said, "I just wanted to let you know that I came and snuggled your baby yesterday." What? I was so bugged by that- I just wanted my baby at home to snuggle her myself. It was starting to feel like Reese was in an orphanage or something. She does have a home and a family who loves her.
So...first thing on the list was to pass the car seat challenge. She had to sit in her car seat, buckled for 90 minutes without having any desats or brady's. Those two words are part of my vocabulary now, but "desat" means that her oxygen saturation levels don't dip below her set parameters and "bradys" is short for Bradycardia, which means a drop in heart rate. She passed successfully.
She had to come home on oxygen, so we had to go to Norco and learn that new world of oxygen pumps and oximeters (monitor to tell you heart rate and respiratory rate).
Then we moved Reese over to the transition room, where I stayed the night with her for the first time in 4 months.
She snuggled with her daddy for a bit before he went home to the other kids.
This lovely monitor beeped the night away. I did not really sleep at all. They had to make sure that our oximeter and the one at the hospital were similar so we had to have both...and they didn't really match up exactly so it was a beeping frenzy. Was glad to get the beep out of there!
The next morning, the nurse came in and said we didn't meet the feeding requirement. She was a few mls. short of her full feedings, so she was worried the Dr. might say that we can't quite leave yet. Well..the feeding thing was explainable because she had an eye exam that day and then she was exhausted so she slept through one of the feedings, which through her percentages off. The Dr. left it up to me.....and I said we were ready to leave.
So we packed up all of our stuff. Got discharge papers done. Got Dr. appointments scheduled, services set up, formula ordered, gave Reese a bath and got her dressed.
Said good bye to bay #12- which happened to be our 9th move in NICU life. We started in bay #5, moved to bay #9, transported to Primary Children's room 34, got moved to room ???, transported back to EIRMC bay #5 again, moved to the CCN bay #27, moved back to bay #5, moved to bay #6, then finally to bay #12 where we stayed until we went home.
Said goodbye to all of our nurses who practically became family. Grandma Karleen and Caroline. It was nice getting to know all of the nurses and I love how much they loved Reese. I will always appreciate the good ones who took such good care of her when I couldn't.
After all of our goodbyes...it was time to leave. Time to finally get this baby home!
Sweet Reese...you made it! You survived a very hard battle. You are our tiny miracle.