Bad night

Blythe had 8 episodes of apnea last night (turned blue, had to be helped in order to restart breathing). This was so scary. I had to walk out of the room because I honestly thought I was going to scream a couple of times. Luckily, Heath was here through a few of them. He had to take call last night, so I was alone some of the time. I hate being here alone when things like that happen. I feel powerless to help her. You just have to put all of your trust in the people taking care of her. They are very skilled, and often there will be 4-8 of them working on her during one of these episodes. Still, I am her mom, and I want to do something.

She is back on the CPAP, and they are saying that we will be here several more days in the ICU. She will be sent home on a moniter when we do return home, but they assure me that all of this will pass, and she will get better. They say this is still related to the RSV and/or reflux-

I am tired, but doing okay. This whole thing is very up and down.

Marie