I Cry "Uncle"

I'm tired of going to the hospital.  I just want my baby girl to come home. Every time we go, another potential problem is explained to us. 

They removed the central IV line the other night and we're hoping the smaller peripheral IV will continue to work for the next 7 days so we can continue her antibiotics and fluids.  Her leg looked a little better to me but it's still pretty swollen. 

They also decided to do an ultrasound of her head and found a small, Grade 1 brain bleed.  I know it is common in preemies but for the love of God, can we get a freakin' break?  The doctors don't seem overly concerned about it and said they don't expect any long-term effects.  There's no treatment so I guess it just stops bleeding on its own?

While I was visiting her last night, someone from speech therapy came in to evaluate her feeding.  They are concerned she might be aspirating (food going into her lungs) while she eats.  Personally, I think they are starting to overevaluate things at this point.  They called in the consult a few days ago because she wasn't eating that great.

Uh, duh?  She's been sick?  Who the hell eats when they are sick?

Since then, she has picked it up and has been taking about 2 oz at every feeding.  So now, they are recommending a swallow study for Monday.  They'll put barium in her milk and track where the fluid goes when she eats.

And then last night while she was being evaluated for that, another doctor comes in and introduces himself as the "blood doctor".  They are also concerned she might have a clotting disorder called Thombophilia because the clot in her leg developed so quickly.

When I asked the doctor if clotting after that procedure was extremely uncommon, he said "no".   I'm thinking, "Then why are you here"?  We have no family history of blood disorders and according to the March of Dimes website, that condition only occurs in about 2% of the population.

I guess I'm starting to get a little aggrevated.  I know they are only looking out for Kendall's health and best interests but it would be nice to go for a visit and not have another doctor telling me that something else could be wrong with her.

On the brightside, she is now in an open-air crib again and got moved back down to the regular pediatric unit.  She looked good last night and was the most active and alert that I've seen her since this started.  I even got a few smiles.

God, I love those smiles.