But.... we didn't. Turns out, Wyatt loves his peeps at JHH.
Last night Wyatt went to bed and had significant episodes of desaturations- levels in the 60's (normal is 95-100), coughing fits, and wouldn't bounce back up with repositioning or nasal suctioning. All of these are worrisome and reasons to head to the ER. Because we have been here so often, we are pretty adept at knowing the plan. Wyatt needed a chest X-ray, some bloodwork, and some good ol' deep suctioning with the nasal catheter (yes, it sounds as bad as you might think-- but it does the trick and gets all the gunk out of his chest). He had been sick most of the week with viral junk and so was I, so we knew it was a matter of time.
Well, we ended up in the PICU. His CO2 levels were really high, at 62 (normal is 35). So we knew we would need to do some suctioning and play with the settings on his BiPAP to help force out the CO2. That's a lot of attention for a regular floor, so we were sent to the PICU. Totally not our favorite place, but we understand it's where he needs to be right now. So for tonight, we will spend another night in the PICU. Well, Daddy and Wyatt will-- Mommy has dog duty tonight, which also means king sized bed all to herself, well, and the two four legged creatures who think it's their bed and really only share a portion of it with their humans!
So we will spend a few more days looking at ways to support our little guy and cross our fingers for a quick return to home. He's got big things to do like practicing his crawling (he's not there yet, but he's getting close), get kisses from his dogs, and being super cute.
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