one step forward and two steps back...and so on...

We were a little bit surprised when we arrived at the hospital Monday morning. Logan had traded in his big gun for an even bigger gun! The new ventilator has bigger tubes, more bells, louder whistles and so on and so on.

We hadn't anticipated any changes overnight. Sunday had been such a hopeful day with reports of positive responses to treatment and prayers in our hearts. What a way to start the week.

BUT

This is by far the biggest and loudest machine in the NICU. The doctor explained that Little Logan's lungs are simply not working the way they should. He's been trying to breathe for two full weeks now and it wasn't working out for him. "So they hooked him up to the super-duper ventilator to help him breathe."

The doctor understood our "concern" (code for PANIC!) and was very kind and spent a lot of time explaining to Diana just exactly what was going on. Logan's lungs were so immature and many of the interventions to keep him breathing were actually hard on his lungs. So the step back to the more complicated machinery was actually a good thing because it will help Logan more and allow his little lungs to heal and develop properly.

the new machine meant MORE tubes and wires

Little logan barely has any spots left to attach things to

but his little red "love light" is cute; measuring his oxygen

On the other hand, it was a stressful day as Logan was x-rayed, ultra sounded, poked, prodded and medicated for most of the day. The nurses said he was too sick to touch and that made Diana sad because the nurses were in the isolette ALL DAY and Diana was told to back off. She did sneak a couple of "hugs" when the nurse was on break but it was a tough day.

grayson and diana giving their boy some luvs!

After Diana and I relaxed enough to breathe on our own again, we headed to the hospital cafeteria. We needed a break and greasy fries, grilled cheese and philly steak seemed to be the kind of comfort we needed. Yes, I'm gaining weight from sitting and eating "comfort" food all day and Diana is losing weight from worrying and making all that breast milk for Logan.

Grayson's probably going to be ok. He just posts on FB when he's hungry and the gals from church bring him food. Thanks for the strawberry-rhubarb pie!!

So today is another day. The hospital reports Little Logan is resting comfortably.

That's all good. And we tended to let the big gun overshadow the good things that were reported yesterday. Here's a list of more good stuff; Logan now weighs more than two pounds. He's gotten longer by about half an inch. He is "eating" Diana's breast milk through a feeding tube. (apparently that's AWESOME) The PDA thingy was closed. (praying it stays that way). He's actually looking less like a space monkey and more like a beautiful baby boy. And with the help of the big, loud, nasty ventilator Logan is breathing better than he has for days. Go Logan! We're rootin' for you!

dad, mom and logan. FHE @ the NICU