(Toes for Cindy!)
Uh, that last one is my attempt to Photoshop the tubes out. Except I don't have Photoshop. The iPhoto editor is a pretty clumsy device, so instead of a baby with tubes, Jane looks like a baby with five o'clock shadow.
(The photos are done by a volunteer professional photographer who comes in from time to time, which is unbelievably cool of her. I'd love to have Sarah down for a session with Jane sometime.)
Jane had a pretty nice day today; her oxygen stayed in the high forties-low fifties most of the day, and she was easily calmed when she got fussy. I got to hold her for nearly three hours. But all of this good stuff is happening on quite a lot of support, which is a bummer. She had an EKG for a cardiology consult, which Awesome Nurse Katrina thought looked normal. So, we wait.
I have this sense that we're heading for surgery. For no good reason, and I'm not exactly an intuitive person, but it just feels... inevitable. I HAVE NO PROBLEM WITH BEING WRONG HERE.