Today was another good day for our little man. We had a chance to talk to Dr.Tuttle again today, and as usual, she had nothing but good things to say. Since they put the new intubation tube in yesterday, he has gone from 36% to 28% oxygen and they were able to take away 2 of the mandatory breaths he was getting and he is doing great, which is a very good sign that he'll be off the oxygen in a reasonable amount of time, and most likely before he comes home. His lungs and bowel are sounding good, but they still don't want to feed him just yet. They are going to give him the weekend to just relax and be comfortable and continue to grow, and then there is a chance that they'll make some changes to his ventilator settings and they may even try to feed him. Everything is looking good for our little man. He is a special little boy and he knows he has a lot of people loving him and praying for him. Thanks everyone.
3 comments:
What an amzing little guy! He is changing every day and looks so grown up in his pictures now. Way to go Bryton!
Hi Jeremy - Hi Rocky - here I am again in the early a.m. of Friday, checking on your "little Angel" before my bedtime. Bryton's pics look like he has great color and he is filling out quite well. I am sure all the good days he is having makes your hearts' leap for joy.
This post of mine is quite lengthy, so hope you do not mind. I rec'd a wonderful email that was passed on to me and just had to share the little story that came with it. But first, do you remember in my April 25th posts to you both I encouraged you to sing to Bryton. The song I sing all the time to my granddaughter Lily is: "you are my sunshine, my only sunshine", etc. Well my email is just about that song and I wanted to share the little story with you which I copied and pasted below. It is just like the Lord was giving me a confirmation that what I was telling you about singing, especially the SUNSHINE SONG - WILL GIVE INSPIRATION TO LITTLE BRYTON'S SPIRT !!!! So I hope you will be inspired also. Love & Prayers to all 3 of you - Aunt Connie
ps - I went to preview my posts to you and was alerted that I had typed too many characters - so I had to delete the little story - and will just leave you this comment for now. Then I will copy and paste the story and send it thru by itself again for you seperately.
Jeremy & Rocky - this is page 2 of my post to you. The little story about YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE which I referred to for my original page 1 posting.
A Boy Singing to his little sister.....
You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine'
Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her
3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling.
They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his
Little sister before he even met her.
The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church
in Morristown , Tennessee In time, the labor pains came.
Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute.
But serious complications arose during delivery and
Karen found herself in hours of labor.
Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knoxville , Tennessee The days inched by.
The little girl got worse. The paediatrician had to tell the parents there is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst.
Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house
for their new baby but now they found themselves having
to plan for a funeral. Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister. I want to sing to her,
he kept saying
Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over.
Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care.
Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not.
If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket.
The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, 'Get that kid out of here now.. No children are allowed.' The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into
the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line..
'He is not leaving until he sings to his sister' she stated. Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live.
After a moment, he began to sing.
Michael sang:
'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray.'
Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady.
'Keep on singing, Michael,' encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. 'You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away.'
As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged,
strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr 'Keep on singing, sweetheart.'
'The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms'
Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her. 'Keep on singing, Michael.'
Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse.. Karen glowed.
'You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away.'
The next day...the very next day. the little girl was well enough to go home
Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a Brother's Song. The medical staff just called it a miracle.
Karen called it a miracle of God's love.
NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.
Life is good.
Have a Wonderful Day!
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