Here's the little stinker, getting ready to go on the amazing neighborhood scavenger hunt this afternoon.
And here's the rear view, heading out for trick or treating earlier tonight.
All night Sarah kept saying, "We're wild animals that eat CANDY!" and whenever people would joke about her spraying she'd tell them, "Well, I'm not a real skunk." It was pretty cute.
At the hospital, the nurses dressed Jane in her costume. Apparently they took pictures, so next time I'm down I'll take pictures of the pictures.
In awesome news, my mom was able to come up and visit and got to hold Jane for the first time! She was nervous, and Jane was pretty twitchy, but she said it was still wonderful. I'm so bummed I wasn't there for it.
Let's see. In technical news, Jane's oxygen was reasonably good today, but her CO2 went back up to 70% which kinda sucks. They dropped her rate on the vent to 16 -- RT Richard seems to be winning the argument about how to treat her, his logic being that when the vent breathes for Jane it's actually making more work for her since her body will naturally fight against the artificial effort. We'll see where this strategy gets us.
Tom's calling the hospital right now. Report: 53% and sleeping. This evening's nurse thinks she's working a little hard, but isn't sure since she hasn't had Jane since she was really little. But she's resting well after being awake quite a lot this afternoon. Hmm. Guess she's tolerating the wean; a little challenge is good. But don't you be pulling any baby tricks tonight, kiddo. Or no treats for you!