Baby's Home... Again.

I've been neglecting my blog. Not to make excuses, but I've been a little busy.

Monday morning, I went to the hospital instead of to school because they had said all weekend that Kyle was coming home that day. My mom and Hannah went with me. We met with the rep from Pediatric Health Choice in the parking lot of the hospital so that he could show us how to use the oxygen tanks and other oxygen equipment for at home. When he finished, we packed the oxygen tanks and equipment into the trunk and made our way into the hospital but as soon as we got in, the nurse had bad news. It didn't look like Kyle was coming home after all. The stupid thing is the reason. Even though they had planned discharge to include oxygen whenever he's asleep, they had not been giving him oxygen in the hospital at all. He was doing fine without it. But Sunday night (the night before I was supposed to bring Kyle home), his saturation levels were a little low so they had to use oxygen - while he was asleep. Because of him needing oxygen while he was asleep, they decided he needed more testing. They decided to do one more chest x-ray and a "lung perforation test".

So, I missed a day of class for an oxygen instruction (which I don't need) and paperwork. One day of class may not seem like much but this program is accellerated which means that one day is 10% of class - and if I miss 20% of class without make-up hours, I automatically fail. Meanwhile, Chris is out of PTO at work so even though Family Medical Leave Act (FMLA) protects his job if he takes time off for Kyle, they don't have to pay him for the time he's out.

Add to all that... Chris worked at O'Keefe's restuarant in Clearwater over the previous weekend to make a few extra bucks and at some point dropped his bank card. As soon as he realized it, he called it in as lost and emptied the bank account so that we'd have money to use until the cards were replaced. However, someone apparently found the card and used it. They made several charges which were each complimented by a nifty little overdraft fee. We're in the midst of fixing this with the bank but in the meantime, his paychecks are going into the bank and getting eaten up with the fees.

Anyway, so when I left the hospital, I explained to the nurse that whenever Kyle did get discharged, they should call us and let us know it was definite and we would pick him up after work/school. They went ahead and kept him until Wednesday to make sure he was off the oxygen for a full 48 hours. Chris and I went Wednesday after school/work to pick him up. They gave us the usual list of follow-up appointments with almost a notepad's worth of scripts for medications, follow-ups, labs, etc. The whole way to the car, I kept feeling like someone was going to chase after us and make us bring him back in. The whole way home, I felt like I was kidnapping him! It didn't help that he was looking at us like we were crazy with an accusing glare - like he was saying "Where do you think you're taking me?" But finally, we were home with our baby and he's all ours again.

I started work with the "work study" program at my school, which basically means I get paid for running around doing clerical stuff for the teachers. So far, it's going well. The copier and I are working out our differences and I'm starting to get the hang of the filing system and such.

Classes have been hard but somehow I'm managing to keep an A average. I've got to admit, at times I feel overwhelmed - like I'm going to drown in responsibility but things should be easier after a while. Once I finish school (should I survive), I'll have a career helping others and getting well paid (what a lovely combination). And with time, Kyle won't need so much extra equipment or appointments (though he will always have more check-ups than most babies his age).

My sister (best friend ever!) is visiting from Indiana with her family this week. I wish I had off from school and work to spend more time with her, but as I mentioned before, one day is 10% of a class... I just have to keep reminding myself what I'm doing it for. It helps that one of the teachers I work for got a side job offer yesterday. For working 3 hours working on echocardiographs, she can get paid $400!!! Several of my classmates also have told me of their aunts, sisters, cousins, etc who work as CVTs (Cardiovascular Technicians) and get really good pay. I also found out that I may be able to do my externship at Kyle's cardiologists' office. They happen to be the only pediatric-specific site on the extern list.

P.S. Thanks to the fun with the bank account, our cell phones have been temporarily turned off. If you want our land line phone number, e-mail me.