Well...a lot has happened since I wrote last...ups and downs.
We will start with yesterday! After the morning round we heard the WONDERFUL news that they were going to remove both chest tubes. Honestly, I could hardly believe it. They are pretty thick tubes and each of them is about a foot long once it enters him and rests on a very sensitive membrane lining his lungs...ouch! That is why talking, breathing, walking etc has been SO painful. And since they were not really draining much out they opted to just pull them. Joe remained in the room...me not so much. They gave him only morphine for the pain...so it still hurt...but it was over!
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| 2 less tubes!!! |
He then went on his first walk and it was a breeze! He actually decided to walk the entire unit TWICE in a row! While walking he even said "I am walking faster!" He was amazing! He went on 4 walks in one day...incredible! Every time he walks I hide some new minifigures to find...a fun incentive! One nurse wanted to tape one on her back...it was the BEST! She walked infant of him and had some fun with it and when he finally found it he was CRACKING UP!!! The nurses here are truly special!
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| This is some of the bounty from his LEGO mini figure hunts he does around the unit! |
Chest tubes coming out made him a different kid. All of the sudden he could talk, walk and even wanted to play. So we finally got to dive into his amazing Bravery Box and build some LEGOs!
And the HIGHLIGHT of the day...his sibling visiting!!!! Oh man I love these kids so much! They all really missed each other. By the end of the visit Audrey said she wished she could come back tomorrow so we made plans so it could work!
And with the help of Aunties and cousins, these kiddos made some yummy cookies for the doctors and nurses in our unit!
Stephen was finally happy to use some of his fun blowing toys I got to help expand his lungs..this was one of his favorites! He can constantly rebuild it to be different shapes...and make noise! So fun!
This cardiac unit is new since Stephen was born and the heart families were invited to help make the decorations for the unit before it opened. It was fun to get to take the kids around to see the canvases they created!!!


All in all yesterday went well...until the night. I actually never got a chance to post yesterday because i usually find the time once he is peacefully sleeping and I have a moment to myself...last night that never really happened. He was just not himself. Emotional, and in pan and then out of nowhere his saturations began dropping to the low 80's an then the high 70's which worried me. The dossiers weren't sure what was going on but were hoping a chest X-Ray in the morning would shed some light. So they upped his oxygen form .5 liters to 3 liters and we called it a night.
Which brings us to today....DAY 5
I woke up to what I considered at the time to be devastating news. Fluid had accumulated in the pleural space by his right lung and they were going to have to reinsert a chest tube. I cried, he cried. It just sucked. I thought it was crazy they pulled them both yesterday but they couldn’t have foreseen this. At this point I was less worried about physical scars and way more worried about the emotional ones. I hate this. I hate seeing him hurt. I hate seeing him scared or sad...it stinks. Today I felt defeated. And then they tried turning his pace maker off and he was in sinus rhythm...thank you Lord!!! I needed that. I needed a step forward after one backward.
The only thing that kept his spirits up, and brought a smile to his face, was talking about Make a Wish and that after everything he is going to go through here...he gets to have his wish come true! This was his face when we talked about the magic of Disney World!
We thought the procedure would be in the morning, but they wanted him to be NPO for 6 hours so we got the start time of 2pm. Not ideal when our kids were showing up at 1 to be with him, but the thing ended up being pretty sweet. Rather then shelter them from what was happening, they became a part of it. They got to stay in the room while they did the EKG and ultrasound and even helped comfort him through it...which was so sweet! Again, I wish I could easily upload videos because Lizzie put on music and danced all silly to make him laugh and distract him from what was happening. And then when he had to be more still Audrey sat beside him and read a book and Lizzie held his hand...melted my heart!
My kids are not perfect. They can be snotty and fight, but they deeply love each other. I think that love grew through watching Stephen and Lizzie go through so much. They have learned a level of compassion for others from all they have seen and gone through that is truly beautiful. They have the ability to understand perspective (to a degree) at such a young age. I have no doubt that these experiences will positively shape their souls as watching them have shaped mine
When I realized words like "needles" were scaring this cutie we threw on these awesome headphones and let him watch "The Greatest Showman" again...he is obsessed. Joe remained with him until he was out of it, I had to leave. The prepping of the room become too much for me...and I didn't want to pass out!
And then this below was him in recovery...you can see the drain working well in the bottom right picture.
He almost immediately has about 10 ounces drain from the pleural space on his right side...which explained the low sats the night before and all of the discomfort and pain he was feeling. Unfortunately in his world you trade the pain of fluid for the pain of a chest tube. Although this tube is 1/2 the diameter of the previous ones where it enters his body, it still hurts! He didn't get up for any walks this afternoon...and I didn't push him. I figure he had been through enough!
The kiddos came back and brought him balloons and used the window markers to write him some messages, and by the time they left to go back up to Orange County he was fast asleep.
I then took that time to get away. I finally ate dinner around 7:30 and then decided to shower. I just felt like I needed to wash the day away. On the way back to the room I just still felt off. Its been nearly a week and I have not really had any time to process any of this, you just sort of live it. Even as I write now I don't have time to think really think about it. There is no time to decompress. So I paused to pray for 30 minutes outside in the fresh air. Fresh air...something you miss being in a room almost 24/7. It felt good. I needed it. And on the way up I ran into a wonderful nurse who took care of Stephen during the time of his first surgery and it was just perfect. I needed that. I needed all of it. A little escape from the day, a little boost, a little encouragement, and I walked back into his room refreshed and ready to go. Here is to praying day 7 is even better!
































































