The tent was back up this morning, and Will was sleeping away inside, tucked in with his blue bear and flashy turtle. Even so, his nurtury nurse was kind enough to let his father hold him for several hours.
Starting today, the boy is getting intermittent feedings. Instead of a steady diet of 14ccs per hour, 24 hours per day, he’s getting 21ccs per hour for two hours and then one hour off. The only worry is that he might not readily digest such large amounts, but he seems up to the challenge. He’s digesting the milk quickly, and pooping like a champ.
His intermittent CPAP sessions continue, as well. I was holding him for about an hour before his afternoon session, so I gave him a little pep talk about just how far we would expect him to go during his 2 hour workout (I figured about 15 miles). And right on cue, when his ventilator was switched over to give him a continuous push of air, he kicked off his socks and was off.
Except, he was kind of sandbagging, I think. He slept through the first 4 miles, then kind of woke up for the rest of it, looking around and listening to his old man prattling on. But at no point did his breathing rate get above 70. In fact, most of the time he was lolling around in the 40’s, keeping his SATs comfortably in the 80’s. Impressive.
So we’re hoping that all of this rest and quality training will contribute to a successful extubation, likely early next week.