Heart Cath Update #3

Soooooo, we're still at CHLA.

First of all, Santi is doing great. We're still here because they wanted to make sure he got the full 24 hours of therapeutic heparin. They stopped the heparin around 3pm today and now they want to watch him overnight to make sure he'll be okay without it.

His right foot still has a weak pulse and it is cool to the touch. But the color is good and the doctors don't seem too worried about it.

I'm 99% sure we'll go home tomorrow. I have been inside this hospital since Thursday morning and I'm really looking forward to seeing the light of day again. But mostly, I'm looking forward to taking Santi home and just being home with him and Abe.

Being in the hospital is the worst. I believe that there is a point when being here stops helping you recover and starts hindering your recovery. My poor baby never gets to sleep more than 3-4 hours in a row. There are constantly people coming in to draw blood or take his vitals. Everyone is noisy and they carelessly flip on the bright lights in the middle of the night. My patience with the nurses has worn very thin. I have a TON of respect for nurses. I could never do what they do. But out of all the nurses I've come in to contact with here, very few seem to be any good at it. By "any good," I mean passionate, caring, devoted and mindful of their patient. Most don't even seem to acknowledge that babies are human beings with feelings (and sleep schedules!).

Anyway, I'm tired and cranky and I'm rambling. I want my baby Santi to go home. We'll be back before I know it, doing this all over again after his Glenn. Sigh...