The doctors, nurses, interns and therapists did their rounds this morning: His blood gas levels are the best ever, his lungs are opening up and they reduced the pressure of the vent further…and get this…they are removing the paralytic (neuromuscular blocker) to see if he can generate any breaths of his own…I am sitting here in anticipation. They said it would begin in about two hours from removal of Vecuronium. It has now been an hour. Waiting for him to make the ventilator’s bells sing 🙂 for once that will be a GOOD sound.
I met some parents and grandparents today. There have been 4 pediatric liver transplants here over the past two days: Same surgeon. One family was from Virginia and one from North Carolina. They were very excited about a new chance at life for their children.
It is now two hours since the paralytic was removed. His tongue is beginning to look like he is sucking a binky in slow motion. His eyelids are flickering and his eyes are slightly moving back and forth…can’t wait 🙂
Now at four hours: He is breathing over the vent!! The vent is set at 16 respirations a minute, he is pushing it to 30!! He is shifting his shoulders. He got worn out quickly though and the vent is doing all the work again.
His eyes are open and Uncle Dave came to visit. (the policeman who delivered him) They have a very special relationship that I want to keep intact. He is obviously too tired and weak to breathe on his own yet since he mostly relies on the ventilator to do his work. But he was ready to wake up.
“And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.” Genesis 2:7