Dear Ellie,
A doctor checked on you recently. “Your daughter is doing suspiciously good,” she said. I mulled that over for a second and I realize I couldn’t have said it better myself. Suspicious, because one would expect a lot more to be going wrong at the moment. But it hasn’t. There’s still the specter of necrotic intestines or nasty infections, but none of those problem have materialized… yet.
A doctor checked on you recently. “Your daughter is doing suspiciously good,” she said. I mulled that over for a second and I realize I couldn’t have said it better myself. Suspicious, because one would expect a lot more to be going wrong at the moment. But it hasn’t. There’s still the specter of necrotic intestines or nasty infections, but none of those problem have materialized… yet.
For the past two days, you’ve been pretty well behaved. I might be imagining things, but I think you
might be breathing a bit more steadily than before and you might finally be settling
into the idea of being on your back. Not
completely, but a little. You are now a
whopping 1 pound 10 ounces and the doctors are progressively giving you more
and more breast milk, which you've tolerated very well. You seem to be making gains also on the most
important metrics of your progress: oxygen saturation in your blood and
voluntary breathes.
Oxygen saturation is the amount of oxygen dissolved in your
blood. If it dips too low for too long,
your cells are unable to operate and sensitive cells, like the neurons in your
brain, might not develop properly. Or worse,
they might die. Because you have a fiery
little personality, whenever you flail around a lot, it depletes oxygen in your
blood. Your saturation has never dipped
critically low, as far as I can tell.
Never below 60 percent (I’ve seen some babies go as low as 20-30
percent!) Stay too low for too long, and parts of your brain begin to die.
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