Today began with me walking up to Beckett’s room and noticing his Oxygen Support as high as 67%. That’s not good. The nurse went on to explain that she had been pricking him for a while to gather a bunch of different blood culture labs. So I figured that is what can explain away his high Oxygen Support….nope. Beckett’s nurse explained that she had to increase it before all that poking even began. This was obviously very concerning. Now I have the privilege to text this lovely information to Leah while she is at work. Both her and I continued to grow anxious for the direction this is trending. The doctors are now speculating that maybe Beckett has another infection (we won’t hear back of those results for a few days). He doesn’t look like he has an infection…but when X-Rays come back looking normal, multiple Echos look fine and numerous blood gases appear acceptable…we now seem to be grasping at straws. Clearly the assumption still exists that this could be related to his withdrawals, but I think the doctors are just being cautious….which we appreciate.
Sooo, its been a long day. I tried to get some schoolwork done during his echo and when a friend came and held Beckett for a few hours today. But I still struggle trying to focus while in a hospital, or in my son’s room while machines are beeping and my mind is anywhere else but on grad school work.
The evening is unfortunately ending with me typing out this update while listening to my son hysterically cry as they prick him again for some specific (and difficult-to-draw) blood gases. In fact, it took 3 different nurses poking him until they could actually get it. It just breaks my heart and makes me want to do anything I can to alleviate my poor little son’s pain. It makes your mind start thinking thought of “hasn’t he been through enough?”
Thank you for the prayers. It’s yet another day….but another day WITH my son!
To God be all the glory! Lord, please heal my son!
He’s now 23.4 inches and 11.7 pounds! Yay!