Sunday, April 10, 2005

Next stop Emerson!



The boys are doing well, although the parents are getting tired and cranky. If you call us and I bite your head off, please don't take offense. It's been a long week, and we've seen more than we ever wanted to see. Both are now a little above their birth weights.




Thomas is up to 3lbs., 6oz. while Nathan is still trying to break the 3lb. barrier at 2lbs., 15.97oz. Actually, that is 10 grams higher than his birth mass.

Nathan seemed a little low on his blood Oxygen levels today, so they put the little nasal tubes that even adults get to deliver O2. Once they did that, however, his levels went right up even before they turn the oxygen on. Oh, well...


Thomas's heart kept wanting to act like a grownup's heart and slow down to around 75 today. That was because he was snuggled in and sooo comfortable on Jennifer's chest today during Kangaroo care.

They no longer require level three intensive care and we hope they can b
e transferred to Emerson Hospital in Concord ASAP. They have a level two NICU and it is much closer to home and only 15 minutes from work. We stopped there last night for a tour and it sounds so much more calm. While they might forget to breathe of their heart skips a beat or two, they are basicly healthy premature babies who need to grow.




What they and their parents don't need is any more drama. In the last email I mentioned that there had
been triplets born and two of them ended up on either side of Nate. Jen and I even felt like our guys were
being ignored a little Thursday night because of them. Well, one of them was conspicuously gone Friday.
Hoping that he had just been moved was silly. Leave it to the five year old brother of the triplets to

tell the nurse and the rest of the room that he had th
ree brothers, but one was dead. The Mom never even
made it down to the NICU to see the little guy named Kevin.
The Dad never seems to shed a tear and still
is proud of having two sons, but I did as soon as I heard that five year old.






Then I offered a little

prayer of thanks that my guys are
going to be OK.

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