Soon after I showed up there was an resident there to do an eye exam on Ian. They had given him a bolus of Morphine to calm him down a bit and then had to give him something to paralyze him, which totally freaked me out. It was the safest thing for him, being that the man doing the exam showed me what he was going to use to keep his eye open. Not such a good thing to show a Mommy.
It was a good time for me to pump anyways so I headed down the hall to the lactation room while they did their exam. When I came back, just about 20 minutes later, everything looked back to normal and Ian was moving around a bit, which put my mind at ease a bit. Not that I don't trust them but the whole paralyzing thing just doesn't sound good. The nurse said the exam didn't show any abnormality in his eyes. I guess they were looking for signs of the connective tissue disorder that might present itself in his eyes.
The rest of my time with him, he was somewhat mellow, only looking at me a few times. Much of the time falling in and out of sleep with his trippy rolling eye thing. I had one hand on his head and the other on his legs most of the time and just sang to him between bathroom breaks and pumping. Overall, his stats were looking good. I took his temp and changed his diaper and he was pretty mellow about it.
Not too long before I left, someone was talking to the nurse about wanting to schedule an MRI for this evening. In order to do this, they needed to wean him completely off of Nitric. This surprised me a bit. They were down to 9 and the respiratory therapist earlier had mentioned that going from 20 to 9 happened a lot quicker than going from 9 to off of it. She said as the number got lower, the pace slowed up. But now it was just going to be a few hours until he was off of it.
I had to go to get home for dinner and to switch off taking care of Lila with Mike so he could come up and see Ian. On the drive home, all I could think about was what the heck was the rush to get the MRI done.
I explained everything to Mike when I arrived home and he called the nurse to possibly get a chat with Dr. Devaskar. She couldn't find her but she did explain to us, on speaker phone, the reasoning behind the MRI. I guess to do an MRI, he has to be incubated, but they were ready to take him off of incubation. Another thing they needed to do before the MRI was to have him off the Nitric. So, it's a balancing act. There was no rush to get the MRI done but they didn't want to have to incubate him again once they took him off of it.
She said if he didn't tolerate it, they would just put him back on. This made more sense to us. Doesn't help with being nervous about the whole thing, but makes more sense. She also added, once he was off Nitric, they could start to feed him my milk and I could also hold him. So, it's all good, if he'll deal with it. Mike is heading up there right now so we'll see how it goes.
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