Last night before I went to bed, I called to check on Scarlett. Debi answered and told me Scarlett had been in respiratory distress. Her oxygen levels kept dropping and they had a difficult time bringing them back up. She had called Dr. Simmons to come in and help. Thankfully by the time I had called, she was doing much better.
They had also pulled back a lot if residual from her stomach, meaning she wasn't digesting her milk very well. They are planning on doing a j-tube today that will bypass the stomach and go straight into the small intestine to see if she tolerates her feedings better that way. They'll start her off with 1cc an hour and go up from there.
I called again this morning and Debi said her O2 saturation levels were much better and she was breathing a lot more calmly. I was so thankful to hear that. Lately at night, I fall right to sleep, but last night I couldn't. I was so worried about Scarlett. I was so grateful for the good nurses and doctors who know how to help my little Scarlett.
My sister watched my kids this morning while I went and saw Scarlett. I am so thankful for her in my life. She is the nicest, happiest person I know so it was good to see her and have some of that cheeriness rubbed off on me. It was so nice to have her listen to my worries and cry along side of me. Everyone needs a JaNae in their life.
Tonight when we went to see Scarlett, her heart rate was super high (in the 190s). Jon and I were worried and tried all we could to get her to relax. We took turns singing songs to her to see who could bring her heart rate down the most. I won with my song I made up when Hunter was born. Jon always teases me about that song because it is so dumb, but at least Scarlett seemed to like it.
