The following are letters to my daughter, Ellie, who was born premature, 4 months too early. They document her many months stay in the NICU, her trials, and the emotional struggles of her mother and I.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
The Thrill of a Challenge
Dear Ellie,
I've never been a person too interested in winning at things. What I'm interested in is a challenge. To win without much effort makes me lazy and disinterested. I don't train or practice quite as hard. However, challenge me at something and suddenly I ply my full attention. Today, you've proven once again that you are the same way.
You moved to minimal respiratory support this morning and haven't looked back. Your oxygen percentage was nudged up in anticipation that you might struggle a bit, but they've progressively been tuned back down as you flap your little wings and fly away. Compared to the ET tube ventilation, you are doing almost all of your breathing on your own. It was a fairly big, unexpected leap from where I'm standing. I was anticipating that it would come a week from now. Paradoxically, you seem to often do better whenever we give you less. Given a challenge, you only work harder.
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LOVE this picture! Such pleasure on Mommy's face, and Ellie ... "Mommy! You are here!" ("Now get these tubes outta me so we can go home and snuggle!")
ReplyDelete~Debby
Beautiful
ReplyDeleteHee hee. I knew everyone would like that picture. It looks like Ellie is celebrating.
ReplyDeleteThe look on both their faces is priceless, this picture is a keeper!
ReplyDeleteMichele
This is a wonderful, wonderful picture!
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