We made our way over to Children’s Intensive Care to see our prince. Nervously we walked into the ward.... all kinds of monitoring equipment were connected to James. Thankfully neither Nigel nor I are scared of hospital things and have seen this equipment before. Honestly, it calmed me to see all the monitors, it made me feel our baby was safer. James was awake but he couldn´t open his eyes because they were too swollen. He could hear our voices and he started to make more sounds. Grunting sounds he made with every breath he took. James was fighting for every breath. He didn´t receive any oxygen since it had made him worse.
The left heart syndrome basically means that the left “pump” that takes oxygenated blood to the body is nonexistent. James’s blood is basically a mixture of red and blue blood pumped by the one and only right “pump”. The pump normally provides flow to the lungs so providing more oxygen would have made him more intoxicated and further disturbing supply to the body. Staff were fantastically supportive and explained a little to us.
It was hard to hear James. I wished they could have put him on a ventilator so he didn´t have to be so anxious, as it is when it is hard to breathe. From his mouth bubbly foam came out nicely by itself so they didn´t have to suck his airways. It cheered me up a tiny bit.
First time I came into the room to see him and he had a blanket over his face, I walked up to him pulling it down thinking what are they doing? He is not dead yet! The nurse explained to me, they did that to make him breath in his own CO2 to try and balance his blood to body and lungs.
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