I got to hold Opal today. She took a nap for about an hour and a half in my arms. The doctor said that the scab on her hand was looking good. He said that the mark from the Art. Line is like a burn and that they have to treat it pretty much like one. They were going to up the amount of breast milk that they are giving her to 3.7 cc's an hour. It was so cool to be able to hold her again. She's so light it's hard to even feel her in my arms, even with all the tubes and the air line hooked up to her. She's so tiny it's scary to hold her, it feels like if I moved the wrong way I could break her. As of last night she weighed 1,042 grams, a tiny amount when compared to her new cousin's 3997 grams. She's doing well. Current Location: HomeCurrent Music:
My grandmother has said that she doesn't know if she'll live to see my cousin get married. This means that she may not get to ever hold, or even see in person, the two newest members of our family. That truly blows. I know that she would really enjoy getting to see them. I hope that whatever they are able to do for her eases the pain that she's in. I'm going to go see her before I go to work on Thursday. I want to try and spend some time with her while she still has the strength for it. She'll never read this, as the closest thing to a computer that she has and knows how to work in her house is the microwave that's been in her kitchen for I have no idea how long, so I want to be able to tell her that she is truly on my mind and in my heart.
Have a good night all of you that read this, whoever and wherever you may be this night.
The sounds of my cat demanding my attention.