Man, today was hard. The news is good: Eliza’s lungs continue to strengthen, so they can relax some of the settings on the ventilator. The hard thing for parents is that now her body’s working harder, so things like heart rate and blood pressure can vary more, which is scary for us (though not for the doctors and nurses).
They’re also still trying to get some of the fluids out of her while also needing to continue to pump her full of all manner of things. So that becomes a delicate balancing act, also affecting heart rate and blood pressure. This is what ICUs do: the balancing act.
So to be clear, doctors and nurses are telling us at every turn that things are normal, nothing to worry about. I used a phone-a-friend Czech translator today with a doctor in a moment of concern. After the doctor explained things, the first thing our friend said when I got back on the phone was “OK, so relax, everything is ok.”
It’s frustrating to be this irrational: to have professionals you trust reassuring you that your child (who by the way is strapped to every monitor imaginable) is doing well, and to struggle mightily to believe it. We felt so much better when she was sleeping hard with a nice steady slow heartbeat, and we didn’t even think about blood pressure until today. But that was because her lungs were hardly doing anything. Now she’s improving, but that means she has to fight. (Just like I prayed and told you to pray yesterday. Yeah, I know.)
So pray for her. Pray for those lungs, and for steady heart rates and blood pressure. Pray for steadily increasing strength, and for her to come off the vent early next week. And pray for us, for faith and trust and rest. Thank you friends.
And now here’s your reward for listening to our whining. Can you see the boy in this tree? He’s up there. Waaaaaaaaay up there.