33w gestation

Another 15 hour day. Running on empty.
Have to be up early again, have to take milk to the hospital before work.

Seeing Robbie before work is wonderful. If only I had a magic teleporter to get me there. It's 45 minutes to the hospital and then about 30 back to work. He's totally worth it, but if we could somehow make the days more like 30 hours long, that would help a bit.

Things are about the same.

His breathing is about the same, though his O2 requirement is up a bit. They're thinking a little fluid build up again and starting him on a diuretic. Again.

His was good most of the day as far as As & Bs, then yet again, our kangaroo set him off. His nurse's theory is that he gets too comfortable on my chest.

I tried sitting up and that seemed to help, though he did have another one after that.

His pooping.. .well, I have no idea if it's better or worse. No one seems to be able to really answer that. He's pooping less, but it's still watery when he does.

I don't know. Again, no one seems particularly concerned about NEC except me, but I'm still scared to death.

I'm doing my best, but I have to say, if tomorrow wasn't Friday, I'm not sure I'd make it.

My milk production is down, my stress level is up. I'm fairly useless at work but I have to be there for the paycheck.

My daydreams about winning the lottery include renting a house close to the hospital and buying nice recliners for the NICU. And of course, quitting my job. But that last thing isn't new.

If you're one of the people out there praying for us, please pray for Robbie's digestive system to even out. That's my biggest concern at the moment. The breathing will come with time. But his belly issues could be really, really scary if they get worse.

And you know- some winning lotto numbers would be helpful, too.


--Trish