I'm trying to make this quick, invisible readers. I'm solo tonight, the dogs need walking and I still have to pump one more time before bed. Let's get to it.
During rounds today, Different Awesome Doctor finally gave me a breakdown. Jane's current less than ideal trending is due to one of three things: her BPD, the funky lobe in her right lung, or a steroid dependency making itself known during this ongoing sloooow wean. And really, there's no way to tell for sure. Pick a card, any card. But he did give the resident a hard time about the stupid little adjustments he's been making (yay!) and recommended that she be left alone for a while longer if possible (see? see? what have I been saying all along? sheesh.)
Pulmonology came up this morning for another consult (she'd been up ages ago when Jane's BPD first started getting really bad and there were suspicions of pneumonia -- remember?), and it looks like she's going to recommend a CT scan to get a closer look at the lung (jesus).
It turns out that last Friday when opthalmologist not-Dr. Brusque did the exam, she saw Stage 3 ROP in BOTH eyes, half of one hour in each (jesus).
And tomorrow they're doing a sweat test to test for cystic fibrosis (JESUS).
To offset the craptastic news that's been coming in threes, how about three bits of baby eye candy?
1) How we snoogle (she gets ridiculously sweaty sometimes -- that test tomorrow should be a piece of cake):
2) How we know Jane is really, REALLY, into checking herself out in the mirror:
and 3) How we know when Jane is not pleased:
Ugh, gotta go. Damn dogs. Anyone interested in a 15 year old mutt and a indeterminately youngish hound? Anyone? They're excellent with children! Up to date on shots! More or less trained-ish sort of! Anyone? Hello?