Yesterday was a busy day for me - I had many visitors and since I can finally be held again, I was passed from person to person. I was moved out of intensive care late Saturday night (about 11:30pm). The area I am in now encourages the parents to learn all the things that the nurses are doing for me, so mom is learning all sorts of new stuff.
The nurse told mommy that if I can't finish at least 3 bottles a day before it is time for me to go home, then mom & dad will need to learn how to change my feeding tube. Mom doesn't think that is a very good plan, so I will work very hard on it! The first bottle I got (Grammy had the honors) I dribbled more down my chin than anything. I only finished about 1/4 of it. The second bottle I got from my mommy. Daddy showed me how to suck on it - it was a very strange & funny sight! I ate about 1/2 of that. By the next feeding I was so tuckered out from entertaining my company that I could only eat about 1/3 of it. Anything I don't finish they put in my feeding tube. We can't waste any of that yummy mommy's milk.
Sunday - Daddy fed me my lunch bottle today and I finished 3/4 of it - I think I have the hang of it now! Yesterday Aunt Marsha said it would be much better if it was chocolate milk - maybe I'll request that next time. Mommy gave me a bath today - the first one she was able to give me. I really liked it.
Before I eat someone has to tap on my back with a rubber mallet - it sounds like they are beating me, but it actually feels really good. Because my one lung isn't quite inflated I tend to get raspy - they are tapping on my lungs to move the moisture. It makes me cough, but that means its working.
I think I'll have a quiet night tonight - maybe my roomate and I will host a Superbowl party....