Samuel looks more like himself today than he has in a week. I'm so happy to see his sweet little face again. There is more fluid to lose but his kidneys are working. His sodium has come down today. Not to normal levels but it's better.
We found out today that Samuel's white blood cell counts are elevated - a sign of infection in the body. The nurse took several cultures this morning. The doctor feels that the elevated numbers may be due to his body fighting the presence of the abdominal drain. We didn't hear anything back about the preliminary results of the cultures (that means that nothing has shown up yet...we will have to wait two days for the completed results.) In the meantime, they are giving Samuel several different antibiotics to proactively treat whatever is causing the elevated number white blood cells.
The abdominal drain came out this morning. Once the hole in his side has healed, they will begin feeding him.
Our doctor showed me the ultrasound picture of Samuel's brain. We looked at the clot that they have been watching - and it does look a bit smaller. He also showed me a new spot on the brain. It is in a place that babies don't usually have brain bleeds (so that's good.) The doctor isn't entirely convinced that the spot is actually there because it doesn't show up in any other shot of Samuel's brain.
Samuel is up once again on the ventilator settings (several settings this time.) Each time they go up on the ventilator, the longer it will be before they can get him off. He is at 38% oxygen - he needs to be at 21%.
Samuel is almost three weeks old. Each day that passes is harder because I love him that much more. I suppose that's what makes this situation so difficult. I wish it wasn't him. I wish it hadn't happened like this. I wish I could do something - even hold him. Instead, I sit by his isolete for hours...praying for him, watching him sleep and wrap his little fingers around the tubes that fill his bed. God gives me patience to wait and peace in knowing that He loves Samuel more than I do.