Anyway, Jane's right eye has, ahem, "extra retinal neovascularization or vessels that are growing into the vitreous toward the examiner" in less than half of one clock-hour in Zone 2 (if you picture a clock face, the funky blood vessels are growing right around where the 11 would be, but not on the outside perimeter of the eye -- they're a little further in, but not in the iris). There was no progression between Monday and yesterday, which is good news, so he's going to continue the twice-weekly exams until things either resolve on their own or get worse.
Let's see. Today, Day 1 of Jane's forward-aging, they dropped the rate on her vent from 30 to 25 and dropped her nitric to 4, which kinda rocks given the whole extubating when she gets to 20 on the rate and is off the nitric thing.
Umm, what else? Awesome Nurse Donna said she was going to put Jane in a bouncy chair today! Like ya do with babies! And they're only going to weigh her every other day instead of daily because they're so afraid of another accidental extubation. Which reminds me, last night Awesome Nurse Allie caught Jane with her hand, still with mitt on, IN HER MOUTH GRABBING THE TUBE. For real.
So, while Sarah and I spent a glamorous day at home cleaning out the pantry cupboard and grocery shopping, Jane was scaring the bejeezus out of every last person at the ICN. Our girl's got skillz!