Namine will be in the hospital for at least tonight, maybe tomorrow night as well. She still has an infection, and she’s still coughing up mucus, though admittedly it’s not green mucus anymore. Her disposition has improved quite a bit, though she’s not quite her usual lively (and hungry) self. We’ll get there, though.
Namine is in the hospital again. Following on the heels of last night’s post (actually, it was probably early morning) is the news that Jessica and my mom took her into the ER this morning. Last night, I was afraid she was going to throw up mucus, because she had so much. This morning, my fears were realized. Twice. So I spent most of the morning with Namine, Jessica, and my mom in the ER. They admitted her early this afternoon.
We had our first trach-less scare, tonight. I have talked before about how Namine has always had intestinal troubles; well, tonight she was a whole lot of pain, trying to push something out. Couple that with dealing with her trach being gone, and you have a recipe for trouble. She’s sleeping soundly, if not a little raspily, now. Keep her in your prayers, as always. I’ll talk more about it after the jump.
Don’t freak out, this isn’t about Namine. Last night, Jessica found out that her mom had been taken to the hospital. Of course, it wasn’t as simple as that (as if a trip to the hospital is at all simple to begin with). She’s stabilized now, but they still don’t know what’s wrong. The doctors did some tests last night, but no results have come back yet. I’ll keep everyone updated as we get information.
I’m happy to say that Namine is safely home, and she’s asleep in her own bed again.
I don’t think I can get any more straightforward than that. Most of you reading this have probably been following Namine’s progress pretty closely; I try to keep the blog updated regularly, even with as crazy busy as we are. But for anybody not in the know, Namine has had a tracheostomy tube for two years. She was a mere two months old when they put the trach in because she couldn’t breathe on her own. Her airway was too small and couldn’t handle it; she had a cleft palate, and her jaw was not developed enough.
Namine had an appointment today, a checkup visit with Dr. Denny, her plastic surgeon. (Why are they called plastic surgeons? They operate on people.) Just to make sure her jaw is doing okay, and all that lovely stuff. And tomorrow’s the big day! We check in at the hospital tomorrow at 10.