This is Heather again. I went to visit Chloe and Owen at the hospital today. Have you ever been in the NICU of a Children’s Hospital? If you haven’t, you should, just so that you don’t take anything for granted, especially if you have healthy kids at home. Thank God Owen is in there healing from a successful surgery that will ultimately cure him of that which ailed him. Many of those babies, kids, and parents won’t be so lucky. Quite an eye opener, let me tell you.
Quick update on Owen’s condition…
Apparently the nurses rolled him onto his left side to adjust something this morning, and his blood oxygen levels got a little too low for their comfort, so they upped his oxygen and suctioned his lungs and nose. This seemed to help. He was also running a little fever for a while, but they got it back down with some drugs. So, he is once again resting comfortably, or as comfortably as one can in his situation. Luckily he’s sedated, and so young that he won’t remember any of this. I’m sure it’s a lot harder on us adults, simply to see him laying there motionless, puffy with medication, machines breathing for him; none of the usual yells, grunts, and toothy grins we’re used to. I can’t wait to walk into the room and see his big ol’ grin and those chubby, bouncy little legs going again. I think we’re still on track for him to leave the hospital on Monday. They’ll reduce the paralytic drugs in the next couple of days to see if he starts breathing on his own around the edges of the breathing tube, after which time they’ll remove the tube and see how things go. Poor little guy will still be miserable for about a week after all of this as the drugs leave his system and he gets back into the swing of things, but boy will we be glad to have him back to his old self, minus the croup-y breathing. 
I’ll try to continue to keep y’all posted! Good thoughts, good thoughts, good thoughts….
Thank you so much for the update. Hopefully Momma is doing well also.
Big hugs to all.
We visited Chloe and Owen in the hospital the other day and I was so happy to see how good he looked. The only experience I have with the ICU was when my father had open-heart surgery. I am happy to report that Owen looked a MILLION times better than my dad. He was pink and rosy, cuddling his blanket and a stuffed animal. The only thing uncharacteristic of Owen was that he was breathing QUIETLY for a change. It was so great to see (and hear!) how well he is recovering. We can’t wait until he and Chloe are back in the comforts of their own home. Best wishes guys!