Three wires, two 'tubes', and one tiny baby

So Bree has been admitted to PCH. We went into the ER last night (at 6pm) because Bree was not making tears anymore, was getting to be inconsolable and extremely fussy again. After three hours of sitting in an initial exam room we were put into an ER room to wait to talk to the Doctor. Dr. Hanson came in, took our info, and went to go consult with a colleague. His colleague came in, talked with us and they then decided we were going to be admitted to the hospital.

Bree was given every type of blood test imaginable, and even had a urine sample and stool sample taken. They started her on fluids and we all laid down to rest for the night (at midnight). At four in the morning we were awakened to be told that there was a room for us. So we packed up, and moved to room 310, bed B. We have the bed by the window so we have a lovely view of the roof of the other part of the building along with the new construction area. I am sure that during the week it will supply me with some sort of entertainment. Bree has three wires (two on her apnea monitor, one for her oximeter), and two tubes (oxygen, and then I.V.).

So far this morning, we have seen Dr. Elliot, the social worker, and the dietician. We are waiting to see the GI people (gastro intestinal). We are probably going to make a choice on where we are putting her feeding tube. Our pediatrician expressed concern over having it in her nose since she is already on oxygen. Babies are very much nose breathers and having just another thing blocking her nose is likely to make it hard for her to blow off the CO2 her body creates. So, we are going to be making a decision on what to do. I know that they can put one surgically into her stomach, but the idea of another surgery, no matter how small, just freaks me out.

HUGE THANK YOU to Cheri and to Aleasha for helping us out with Riley. Cheri watched Riley last night, and Aleasha is taking tonight. Obviously, if I had to do this alone I would, but it makes it easier to have Adam here for support and to be able to consult with him in person rather than over the phone. Without the friends that we have, we would be lost and floundering in this whole ordeal (and ones past...and experiences to come). We have truly made friends here that are like family to us. You know who all of you are....from the bottom of our hearts: thank you.

Small update: The nurse just came and took Bree's tempature and it was normal this morning at eight. It is now 99.7, so she now has a fever. :( Please be praying for healing of her little body. Our God is a big God of miracles...we love him and thank him for all that he does!