I know what I boasted in my previous post about being discharged to go home, but let me take a hot second to vent about this, because once it is over I never want to speak of it again: we are STILL IN THE NICU.
Mike has a made a few accurate comments concerning our NICU stay, which I will share with you to demonstrate the situation:
"It's like the Hotel California, but with no champagne"
"The sign at the entrance should read 'NICU: Abandon all hope, ye who enter here' "
know (I promise I do!) how wonderful the NICU
is for babies who need it
and am incredibly grateful for it in our case too since our baby was
not breathing well enough on his own breathing is pretty
important. The problem is that once they admit you to this place, they
hover over every single tiny detail of your infant, and if it does not
please them, YOU DO NOT LEAVE. Joseph's breathing has been perfectly
fine since the morning after his birth, they have just a new thing every
day to "be concerned over" and then refuse to discharge us.
And one more of Mike and his boy, because there will never be enough of these:
will not bore you with
the details, but rest assured, everything is absolutely fine- we
are just pretty sure they are never going to let us leave. We were
supposed to be discharged yesterday and then were told we had to spend
one more night and thought we would leave this morning, but now I type
this like so:
They have quoted "billi levels" to me that I know my
other kids had after they were born but since he is already admitted,
they are "not allowed" to let him leave yadayada... Meanwhile his 3
older sisters are absolutely dying because they STILL HAVEN'T MET HIM-- kids with colds + 2 pound babies in NICU = no-- and meanwhile I am kind of a wreck about not seeing the girls, but especially little Lucy, for so many days.
am such a baby about this, especially considering how much you other
amazing moms (Jen, Kathryn, Bonnie, who else? SO many!) have experienced
stays. I am so happy that the concerns they have here aren't actually
concerns to me, AND they are letting me sleep in a bed here instead of
just a reclining chair- huge plus! I am just sending this little SOS for
prayers for my sanity out into
the Saturday night blogosphere void, because that is my M.O.
Joseph is doing great and I am well
too, but when this whole thing is over I will refer to this place always
and ever hereafter as "The Place We Do Not Speak Of", and leave it at