I think we're all kind of numb today. It's almost like the weekend was just some sort of bad dream. Numb can be kind of good though..... I can use a little numb.
I called and checked on Jack a couple times today, and he's doing well. His blood gases were good (really important regarding his lung function) so they lowered his vent settings a little. They also started giving him some food again. They were keeping him on the morphine though because he seemed to still be in some pain, and when he would wake up he was very agitated, wanting to pull the tube out. I don't care if they have to pin his hands down, that tube MUST NOT come out. So all in all, he's doing okay. We still don't know if any damage was done by the whole thing on Saturday but so far it's looking hopeful. Thank you so much to everyone for their prayers and kind words. They really really do help.
The parents of the baby behind Jack were there for the whole thing on Saturday - I actually felt bad for them, it had to be pretty traumatic for them as well. The mom came over and asked me my baby's name, and I told her it was Jack. She said "I'm only asking because I want to pray for him." It was very sweet and considering they have a sick baby of their own at CHOP, really really kind of her. Sunday she came over to us and told us that her whole church had prayed for him that morning. Then she said that she and her husband had both been praying for Jack separately, and had both felt God say he was going to be okay.
She seems to have a better line to God than I do lately... my calls keep going unanswered. Seriously, I hope she is right. I can't even begin to think of all the prayers going up to heaven for Jack the last couple weeks. My hope is God answers them if for no other reason than to get some peace and quiet. :)
I do have so much to be thankful for, my three sweet babies especially, but also my amazing husband, my family that has literally carried us through this, watching the girls, paying for our hotel rooms, even feeding my poor Leroy. All the friends who offer any kind of help I could possibly need, the friends here who offer so much hope and support. I can't imagine going through this alone. We are all so lucky.
My babies. See, I am lucky:
Katie in her Thanksgiving outfit (looking thrilled...)
Charlotte in her Turkey Day finery:
Later that night, more T-Day clothes -Katie on left, Charlotte on the right (puking):
And from Friday, Jack: