The morning report was not incredibly positive today; but pretty much as expected. Willow had been off CPAP for two nights running, so it wasn't surprising that she needed a bagging early this morning. She's probably just getting tired; although my theory is that her bowels are causing her to have these episodes, as they always coincide with major movements in that area. But who am I to say - the extent of my medical qualifications is the biology element of my Science GCSE from 1994.
While at work I received a call from Leela, who was at the hospital first thing this morning. Willow and Stanley had both just had their eyes checked again for ROP - and they are both in the clear. They've even been officially discharged by the optometrist. This is amazing news, considering the facts - that 80% of premature babies have it to some extent, that it is mainly caused by large amounts of oxygen, and that Willow was having up to 90% oxygen at one point, and is still on a fair bit. The odds have been seriously against them the whole time, but these babies just seem to pull through each stage.
Next on today's agenda, the head scan. And another successful result! Although these scans don't mean a lot in terms of long-term brain development, it means at least that there is no indication of something definitely wrong at this point.
To top off today's excitement, they are now in a double cot; so the cuteness factor has hit a new high. It seems to have helped them out a bit as well; they've been quite happy all day, so seem to be enjoying each other's company.
The vibe of happiness was almost destroyed by a trip to Asda on the way home for some late Christmas shopping. Not sure what's been going on in Poole, but it seems that we've been in NICU for so long that people have started to evolve backwards. Nevertheless, our spirits were not dampened too much and we went home feeling optimistic once again.
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