22 days / 21 nights we spent at Primary Children’s Hospital of Salt Lake City.
The best hospital for hundreds and hundreds of miles.
13 different rooms
At least 4 Dozen nurses, techs, and students
4 pediatric critical care specialists
14 Residents and Fellows in ICU and on the infant med-surg unit.
A dozen respiratory therapists
One amazing pediatric General Thoracic surgeon.
9 nights in the Pediatric ICU
1 short term discharge
4 chest tubes
1 surgical drain/chest tube
2 bedside bronchoscopys
1 rigid bronchoscopy in the OR
8 successful IVs with lots of failed attempts
1 arterial line
1 CT scan
5 days Medically induced Coma
6 days intubated
2 code blues
3 bad “cardiac events”
1 bedside nasal scope
2 dozen X-rays
1 swallow study
Dozens of blood tests
1 CF test
1 thoracotomy and right middle lobectomy
1 miss-diagnosis: reactive airway disease.
5 diagnosis: Congenial lobar emphysema, Laryngomalacia, airway malacia, GERD, and Aspirations
2 NJ tubes
4 NG tubes
One fantastic speech therapist who was with us from the beginning.
20 days of supplimental oxygen
One now happy and healthy baby girl who is so lucky to be alive ❤️
And probably a lot more things that I don’t remember.
Looking back through this whole experience, what I cannot quantify is the blessings, tender mercies, and absolute miracles, from hundreds of prayers on her behalf.
We left the hospital successfully last night. She and I are staying with a friend right down the street for a few days until the kids’ fevers are gone.