This morning they have resumed Hope's feeding through the NG tube. It will be slow going again -- they like to play it safe, which I totally appreciate and understand. They are starting her at 5ml/hour of milk and will gradually ramp back up to 22ml/hour. So, unfortunately, she likely won't feel any hunger satisfaction until later this afternoon. She has a hematoma or two beneath her incision that is/are trying to work their way out. Not a big deal, just something to watch.
I got kicked out of the pod while the docs do rounds -- HIPAA reasons -- Mon is next to me in one of the hospital lounges talking on the phone to Shane and Liv who are with our great friends Jason and Michelle. (Huge thanks!) Liv got on the phone and declared, "I love you, and I love Hope!"
We've been feeling a bit guilty about the separation from the older kids -- all week with Nonna, this weekend with friends. We spoke with the kids on the phone after Nonna and Michelle had passed the baton. Monica said to Shane, "You know I love you, right?" Shane responded, "Why wouldn't I know that?" And the guilt meter dropped a bit.
Hope Eloise
A family shot in front of the Giant Heart at the Franklin Institute. Seems appropriate.
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