Very Scary Day
Who could ever guess that something so sweet and tiny can have a problem so big and scary.
Today was a very very scary day. Bryson stopped breathing 8 times. His apnea problem has really come to a head and we are so thankful Travis is here for his son. He had to administer CPR to him a couple of times and rescue breathing the other times. Dana, Travis and I have been holding vigil all day and all night. Travis has gotten only a couple hours of shut eye in the last 24 hours and Dana can't remember when she slept last. It's now after 2:00 a.m. and I'm beginning to wonder if I could sleep after how rough the day has been for little Baby Boy Bryson. Besides, it's my shift to stand watch.
During these episodes, he will arch his back, open his eyes as much as he can, although he has micropthalmia, and hold his mouth open while holding his breath. He will turn purple and his lips blue. Dana coaxes him to breathe, I pray and Travis does what he does best, save lives. The U.S. Army has trained him well to work in the trenches. And believe me, this is as tough a battle as any conflict.
To top it off, the oxygen ran out and more was in the process of being delivered when another episode was happening. I don't think the delivery guy had really witnessed someone's dire need for the oxygen tanks he delivers and he looked a little tense. After I signed for the delivery, he said "God Bless the four of you" and booked it out of here.
Tomorrow Paula from Hospice will be coming by. I've not met her yet. Everyone from Kid's Path (a division of Hospice of Charleston) has been great. Amy has been one of our Nurses and Gretchen is our Social Worker. They have been extremely helpful, caring, kind and compassionate people. I admire what they do.