I felt like taking a shower after the Fox love-fest for Brett Favre's Vikings debut today. Favre played the role of game manager today. So it is for Anders this weekend. Anders does better when he makes incremental moves than big leaps. Looking back on the last week, it was a big leap. A week ago at this time, he was on 2 liters of high flow with an NO2 treatment going and was in an isolette. Four days later he was on half a liter of low flow at room air, in a crib, and leaving the 4th floor of Riverside Hospital for the first time as he headed for Edina. Things may have moved too fast for him.
He had a very stable day today. They bumped him up to 40% O2. He did not desaturate for either Anna or me. He was awake for most of the day, another rarity. He's beginning to cope better with his new loud surroundings. I tried to drown out the noise with my "singing." His nurse, Stephanie, claimed to enjoy the serenade, but by that point it was mostly humming. Aside from "The Itsy, Bitsy Spider," Anders' favorite is "Goodnight" by the Beatles, but he hates "Take It To the Limit" by The Eagles. He's a real Achiever.
I picked up a journalistic account of the fall of Saigon at a used bookstore in Dinkytown this weekend, so I'm remembering that things can always be worse.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
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