Showing posts with label yale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yale. Show all posts

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Documentation of one 24 hour period of Oregonians.
Here's Pete trying to hold it together after the shared bath. Miki is screaming somewhere in the background.
The next morning, Ida showed off her eating skills.Pete's so proud!Then, off to the petting zoo.Ida really likes goats, we hear.
"There's a buffalo in dere!"No buffalo!Ergo carrying for the babies.Ida getting naked, again.Ida and her baby Matthew. Her doll is missing half its hair and is pretty much abused on an hourly basis. Ashley's ice cream for lunch . . .
. . . and Pepe's apizza for dinner. That's how we do it here.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Reinforcements

Since our last post, Leigh got better and better, until she got worse and worse. A case of NEC (necrotizing enterocolitis) has her off all breast milk, on multiple antibiotics, and getting daily re-evaluations by the surgeons. If she gets better without surgery, it'll be good. If she needs surgery . . .
She also got a tunneled central line placed by the surgeons, which looks like a harpoon sticking out of her chest. Documentation to follow as she gets better.

Meanwhile, DHV got some new shades,

dominated cross campus again,

welcomed our au pair, Janine, from Germany,

and immediately took a liking to her.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Update, plus Oregonians

The Oregonians left on Tuesday, and Leigh's course of steroids finished yesterday. Her lungs improved a lot, tantalizingly close to not needing the ventilator, but she's still on it. The big news today is that Leigh's arterial line is gone, so she is allowed out of the incubator. We'll enjoy this milestone while anxiously preparing for a "backslide" now that the steroids are done.

SHV went in for some "kangaroo" time tonight.
That blue hose is hooked up to the ventilator.
We always suspected marsupials had it better, what with that handy pouch and all.

Behold the milk supply. We had cleaned out the freezer after the last picture.

DHV and Ida "sharing" a doorway.

Ida "sharing" her face with the rug.
DHV's lip is banged up from when he shared it with a concrete dam.

The Oregonians left their Pontiac G6 passenger door open. DHV got in by himself and assumed the position. Imagine the price of gas when he starts driving for real?

Pete trying to channel his long hair days, when he ruled Cross Campus.