Poor thing! Nurses Gladys and Angeli and I turned Rudy into our own version of a “Build-A-Bear” elf yesterday while I nervously awaited the call for transport to the cath lab. I was actually feeling very relaxed and confident most of the day…there really wasn’t any reason to be nervous but there was an adreneline rush let down after-the-fact which made me realize I was a little wound-up.
Yesterday was also a big day for our friends, the Elliots. Their little Logan took up residence in the CTICU 5 days after Rudy so we had 8+ weeks to bond with Rayme, Brett and their family while Logan was successfully treated for a serious heart condition. We celebrate their discharge yesterday and since they are fellow Santa Barbarians, Rudy is looking forward to many playdates with Logan in the future. Congratulations Logan!! We miss you but are so thankful for your progressing recovery!!!
Rudy is 9 weeks old today. His hair is starting to lighten and curl up a bit on the ends. It makes me wonder if he will have ringlets like Wilson or wavy hair like Max. He slept comfortably last night and was alert early this morning. Given the results of yesterday’s heart cath, the plan is to start weaning him again off the vent. They started very slow this morning taking his bpm down to 30 from 32 – not a huge change but he doesn’t seem to be tolerating it very well right now. The nurse and RT are standing at his bedside monitoring him closely until he settles down. Boy, is he agitated! (Much like his Daddy who is at home still unable to find a comfortable position to get some much needed rest).
So, we continue to wait for that breakthrough in the fluid flow and in his ability to wean the vent. The numbers that chart his nutrition progress are on the rise so that’s a plus. I’ll let you know how he’s doing later this afternoon…