Day 4 . . . And Counting!

So here we are on Day 4 and let me tell you having an infant in the hospital is pretty miserable. Don't get me wrong, my little Super Cooper has done amazing. There is just so much that you can do with him especially when he feels like POO.

Day 2

When last I left you guys we were cozying up in the PICU for our first night in the hospital. That night and the entire next day were a breeze. So much so that I had basically starting packing our bags for the trip home on Wednesday! Boy was I wrong! He basically slept through Tuesday and Tuesday evening, but come Wednesday he was awake and kicking. You really can't blame him for his foul mood because he had just had his entire skull reconstructed and his head looked like a pumpkin sitting on top of his shoulders.

Day 3 - SO BIG!

The Doctor told us going in to this surgery that the two worst things about it were the wait and the baby's post surgical physical appearance. He was right about both. The days and weeks leading up to the surgery were filled with doubt as to whether we were doing the right thing and a nervous feeling about numerous "What if's". I quickly told Jennifer that we weren't going to play the "What if" game because we would drive ourselves crazy. I was a little nervous about our decision until I talked to Granddad. He told me that there really wasn't a decision because if we had opted not to have the surgery, Cooper would spend the rest of his life staring across the table at what he should have looked like i.e. his identical twin brother Caleb.

Before

Back to our hospital stay . . . Wednesday was a b*^ch and Wednesday night didn't get much better. Aunt April brought us Freebirds so the night started off real well. Our downfall on Wednesday was that we tried to start weening him off of the Tylenol w/ Codeine he was getting and just use regular Tylenol. After he vomited up his second round of regular Tylenol you could really tell we had made a poor decision. Wednesday night was spent watching the clock until midnight when he could get another dose of the good stuff. We thought we were out of the woods at that point, but about 3:30 he woke up inconsolable so we had to move to the REALLY GOOD STUFF, morphine. That decision sealed the deal on our stay at the hospital tonight.

AFTER!

The Doctor's told us that they will not let Cooper go home until he is eating (CHECK), pooping (CHECK), the swelling in his face has resided (CHECK) and he is able to be comfortable with just Tylenol or Motrin (KEEP YOUR FINGERS CROSSED).

Day 5!

The good news out of all of this is that Mr. Cooper now has a much rounder dome. Dr. T said that the surgery had fixed all of he conditions that would keep his next helmet from working and three months from now we would have a perfectly round headed baby!

Webbers Comes to Visit - CAREFUL!

Thank you everyone for all of your thoughts, prayers and visits! A special thanks goes out to Gran for taking care of Caleb during all of this. It was really comforting knowing that he was in good hands! Gran may need a couple of days rest to recover from 5 straight days of "Webby Woo Woo" but I know she has had fun and he has too!