Called the nurse this am. I managed to catch shift change, so day nurse handed me off to night nurse and when night nurse came on the phone instead of saying hello she said "800 grams!"
That puts him at 1lb 12oz. Now, truth be told, she weighed him before his two huge (there's that word again) poops. But since I doubt he pooped 50 grams worth, he's still up and we're counting it. Of course, when I told her exactly that she said "Well, I did say huge..." My baby is a world class pooper. I couldn't be prouder.
His oxygen needs are still down from where they were a couple of days ago, between 28 & 37%. Since late last week he had crept up into the 50% range, I'm still calling this improvement.
A pleasant nurse with pleasant news is a helluva way to start the day. The roller coaster climbs. I'll start bracing for the fall in a minute. Hold on tight.