Tuesday, March 29, 2011

A Night in "the CP"

My wife will probably be mad at me when she reads this, because she's going to blame me for stealing all the good stuff that she had planned on writing about. She's sleeping, however, so phlbbth!


We began the day wondering about the phenomenon of the CICU time warp; it feels like we don't do anything all day yet are constantly busy. Paradox much? I'm not quite sure how it happens, but it's true. My best idea is that the days are full of several tiny events, each of which may be individually inconsequential, yet collectively demand all of our attention and time. Here's an example. This morning little Wolfie looked something like Two-Face from The Dark Knight. See how the right side of his face is all dark? Well, it went all down his chest as well! I admit I was startled. Yet upon further research (read: ask the doctors), I found out that he simply had "harlequin color change," a harmless, self-resolving condition in which a baby's color on half of his or her body will turn darker than the other half depending on which side is down. It's completely harmless and will go away soon, which makes it actually kind of cool. (Ed note: be wary of researching this harlequin thing on your own. Seriously. I'm not kidding.)


Later, Samuel got a bath. So cute! And he seems to be really enjoying it.


Oh...almost forgot. Some friends were asking about the Tide reference in the last post. To clarify, Kristin did not go home or do laundry; she did leave the hospital, though, because she was desperate for clean clothes. I, for one, am thrilled she took a much-needed break. At any rate, she went to Sports Authority and shopped for a couple of hours, buying some new, non-maternity walking/running gear. Here, our friend, AT, celebrates Kristin's pilgrimage by sniffing her new Nike's. Why? I have no idea.


In more important and relevant news, Sam was sent upstairs to the CPCU today! Hooray! We're now on the 9th floor and have a private room with a private bath. Hooray! Also, we can have more than one guest at a time, so if people want to come visit, give us a call. This is big time. It means he's doing well enough that we may be able to go home soon (knock on wood...). At this point, the doctors are still "tweaking" his air flow and his meds as well as trying to get him to feed independently of his NG (nasogastric) tube. Tomorrow, they will start "bolus" feeding rather than continuous feeding in hopes that he will be hungry enough between boluses to try feeding without a tube. The sooner he does that, the sooner we go home. Hooray!


Finally, just wanted to give a shout out to Jax, our overnight CPCU nurse. While we were excited to be moved up to the less critical ward, we were a bit concerned because we didn't know how much one-on-one attention Sam would be getting. Luckily, though Jax normally works in "the CI," tonight she was floated and randomly assigned to us. We felt much more comfortable because she and Sam are kind of going steady now, and we knew she would take great care of him and us. Sure enough, we could not have needed her more. The faint of heart should stop reading here...good night! Sleep well!

Okay, the rest of you. So one of the goals of "the CP" is that parents start to participate more directly in their child's care. Kristin and I interpreted that to mean "diaper duty." As the clock struck 10, the smell of something nefarious crept into our nostrils. We knew it was time, and we were ready for action. Kristin stood on one side of the crib; I took the other. She with wiping cloths, me with fresh Pampers. We managed to wrangle him out of the bottom half of his onesie. Thank goodness for front snaps! I placed the new diaper underneath his butt before removing the old one as I had seen the nurses do...just in case the fresh air caused a new rain shower. I tentatively untaped each side and found gold. I pulled the old diaper out and held up the front of the new one as a shield in case he was ready for Round 2. Sure enough, after only a couple of passes of cleaning his bottom, it became clear that more was on the way... Ka-boom! Explosive, chocolate-brown baby poop came frothing out onto the new diaper. No problem. That's why I put it there in the first place. But since it hadn't been fastened yet, it started dripping onto his nice new blanket. Kristin shouted, "He's peeing, too!" That got all over his onesie. I calmly suggested, "Hit the call button for the nurse." To which she replied, "No way. Not for a simple diaper change." By the time old Samuel soiled the third new diaper and every piece of linen within five feet of his tuckus, Kristin and I were laughing hysterically. Just then, Sam's savior, Jax barged in. She asked, "I heard him screaming, watched his heart rate shoot up on the monitor, and heard you guys laughing. What is going on in here?!" Perhaps it was the sight of multiple diapers on the counter in his crib on the floor...but it didn't take her long to figure it out. Kristin and I couldn't breathe from laughing at our own incompetence, and sure enough Jax had everything under control in about 45 seconds. In appreciation, Sam got on the internet and used jibjab to write her a thank you card. It is the last picture of the night. Enjoy.

17 comments:

  1. ROFL at the diaper story! I can relate ... I had the same thing when I first baby-sat my nephew. As I have no children myself it was nerve wrecking enough ... but then he decided to fill many a diaper all at once. It was BAD! And I had no Jax coming to the rescue. I still don't know exacly how I managed :)

    Hooray for Sam going to the CPCU! That's great news!

    ReplyDelete
  2. HAHAHA what a great way to start my day :) And just so everyone knows...I LOVE the smell of new shoes, so I was just basking in the unworn, clean, goodness.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Hi Kristin, Jason and Super Hero Sam! Just wanted to let you know I was thinking about all of you today and everyday! Love to all!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Hahaha! I've been in infant care for most of my life so I can relate to the diaper story all too well! Yay for CPCU! Eat up lil' man so you can get home to your new bed :) ~prayers~

    ReplyDelete
  5. (I've been following Sam after I saw the prayer request on Bowen's Heart.)

    I have a seven-year-old who was born with a genetic syndrome who has been in and out of the hospital on many occasions. I've always believed in the ICU time warp phenomenon. (You will find it exists on a lesser scale "on the floor" as well.) I can also relate to the diaper disaster. My son is my fourth child and after his spinal surgery, I still had to call for back up. (Take advantage of the help while you have it.) Your son is adorable and I am praying for you and him as you continue on this journey.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Hah! This is fantastic news! The diaper story is awesome, and it's clear to me now that Samual takes after his momma. I have a very clear memory of Kristin as a newborn lying on Dad's ottoman pooping away as Mom switched out new diaper after new diaper waiting for her to finish. (I was mesmorized because I didn't understand how someone that little could have so much poop!) Very, very excited to hear about Sam's new surroundings.
    xoxo Anna

    ReplyDelete
  7. Anne, glad you cleared up the shoe smelling...

    So glad to hear about your move! And, what a blessing to have a blowout be what's keeping you up at night :)

    Keep on keeping on...btw, Jason, my favorite punctuation is the ...

    ReplyDelete
  8. New parents and diaper changing fiascoes go hand
    in hand. I love that you wanted to hit the call button. I would love to come see you tomorrow. I will call. Brenda :)

    ReplyDelete
  9. Jessica GreenlessMarch 30, 2011 at 1:26 PM

    Keep the good news coming! I love to read it!!!!!

    ReplyDelete
  10. I love the diaper story! Don't worry, you'll soon be able to change them at a super speedy rate! Glad things are doing well and hopefully you'll be able to bring your little man home SOON!
    Thinking of you always...Micki and I are planning to come see you guys, so I'll give you a call!

    ReplyDelete
  11. Mr. and Mrs. Leclaire and Sam-
    Yayy, I am so happy for you guys! Samuel is the cutest little thing ever and just a super star. I am so glad you guys have this cool blog thing because I am totally obsessed with it! I hope Sam gets completely better (is that the way to say it?) very very very soon! =)
    Hope everything goes awesomely!
    -Sarah Sarwana

    ReplyDelete
  12. Ok, so my favorite part was actually Anna's tell all about baby Kristin. Too funny all the way around. Sure we'll be feeling your pain soon enough. Thankful that diaper changes have become the greatest of your worries today. :)

    ReplyDelete
  13. GO SAM! so happy to hear about his successful transition. xoxoxo j

    ReplyDelete
  14. and, that is really, really, really funny. i can just picture you guys.

    ReplyDelete
  15. Ms. Leclaire,
    Im so glad to hear Sam is doing so well. He continues to be in my prayers.

    ReplyDelete
  16. too funny! so excited about your new shoes too! love you guys, xoxo jules

    ReplyDelete
  17. Your diaper story was hilarious!! My third baby is due in about a month and I had forgotten of all the fun that's coming ;) So glad things are going well!

    Mandy <><

    ReplyDelete