Pacing...

The nurses have let us know frequently that we're going to have to pace our visitors once Micah gets home, so we figured we'd warn you now. I don't know what's going on in Indiana, but the flu (regular and H1N1) have been exceptionally bad this year and of course they don't want Micah to get either one. Now with his trach he's even more susceptible than the average baby, since he doesn't have his first line of defense (his mouth and nose) to keep out the germs. So don't be surprised if we don't have him out much. The nurses also brought up the fact that even though he's over a month old, he's been in a very sterile environment and not exposed to many germs.

The one thing that was mentioned in rounds was HOME. They need to switch his feeds from continuous to bolus (consolidated eventually to 3 hours worth of volume in an hour or so). They can't start that until 2 weeks after his g-tube surgery, which would be this Friday. We also have to learn all of his trach care, which you better believe we will do as quickly as possible. His first trach change (take out the old one, put in a new one) is tomorrow at 6:30am. We're going to (try to) get up and be there.

We were talking about getting breakfast at the hospital and I said that I'd never been there for breakfast. Travis said he'd been there once, when Micah was born. The conversation continued..
Me: Do they have anything good for breakfast? What'd you have?
Travis: I had bacon and hash browns.
Me: That's not a meal!
Travis: (defiantly) It doesn't matter.

Okay, so it was funny in person, because Travis sounded like a little kid. We're both exhausted, which makes everything more funny... or annoying, it just depends.