Max is doing great today. He's looking and acting more and more like a little newborn versus a premee. We can see those little, hard-fought ounces as he gains weight, especially in places like his cheeks and belly.
We didn't get a weight for him tonight due to experiencing a pretty real and scary realty check. Not with Max, but with the baby in the incubator next to him.
We had just set up some privacy screens to do a little Kangaroo Care, when we heard what sounded like the baby next to us choke on the bottle he was being fed. An alarm sounded, and as I glanced over the screen at the monitor, I saw the baby's heart rate racing between 260 and 280 bpm. Within seconds there were approximately (we couldn't see much behind the screens) 4-5 nurses and a doctor, cooly and calmly addressing the situation, and within 10 minutes, the baby's heart rate was down to normal, he wasn't screaming, and there was peace in the room again.
Let me explain something, the choreagraphy of the nurses in the immediate area leaving their posts and responding to the situation while nurses from other areas quietly covered for them, the speed and utter calm in their voices and actions, and how they took care of and comforted the young mother who I think was too scared to even panic, was amazing.
Annie and I saw nothing, but heard everything behind those screens, and it comforts us to no end to know our boy Max, with the only thing wrong is he was a bit too early, is in the best possible place he can be right now.
It takes a special person to do what those people do.
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