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Okay, so my grandmother is in one hospital and Alayna is in the other. Last night I finally got some kind of sleep (Just an hour...lol) and my mom wakes me up telling me we have to go to the emergency room. Turns out, my grandmother's sugar dropped DRASTICALLY and she was totally irrational. Her sugar count was 55. When I got upstairs, my grandmother couldn't talk, couldn't make sense of anything, didn't want to move, if anyone tried to move her she'd scream and get violent...that made it hard for the EMT's when they came. Well, they had to call for these people who handle diabetics, but they had to come from Weehawken. When they finally came, they got her somewhat under control. They had to give her pure glucose gel in her mouth, and start an IV line and all that fun stuff. They finally took her to the hospital (this is 4 AM mind you!) and I got ready to go straight from that hospital to St. Barnabas to see Alayna.
After my grandmother was checked out and there was nothing more we could do (around 7) we left for Livingston. The doctor was in with Alayna when we got there and she told me she was taken off of the IV's for her glucose, no more phototherapy, and they upped her formula to 75 cc's. That got me kind of angry because she wasn't even finishing the 45 cc's they were giving her by mouth!! I voiced my concern and the doctor told me just to try for now and see what happens because she's off the IV for glucose now, which would make her more hungry, and she is also back to normal with the biliruben levels, which would make her more up beat and happy instead of tired all of the time. Okay...! So I try. She drank almost the WHOLE bottle at her 8am feeding. :) I was so proud of her!! I thought we were progressing.
Unfortunately, at her 12pm feeding, she didn't do well. She was so tired, not hungry, and she just didn't want to eat. I got so frustrated after that feeding that I just had a breakdown. They promised me she'd get it, but I guess sometimes I just think the worst!! There was a 5 pound baby next to Alayna that was born at 42 weeks and she couldn't feed either, so I didn't feel that bad after hearing that...I just feel bad for the babies, because they just can't figure it out. After my breakdown, the nurses suggested I go home and get rest. They promised they'd call me after each of her feedings and give me an update, so I said ok. I can really feel myself getting burnt out physically, so maybe a rest is what I need. I think I'm going to go back tonight, though. I just feel better when I"m with her.
I wanted to speak to a lactation consultant about breastfeeding today, but she wasn't in...tomorrow she will be, though, so I have an appointment ot talk to her. Let's pray she lets me breastfeed because my damn doctor won't. I'm probably going to find a way to get someone to help me either way, but right now it's just so aggrivating.
I gotta go, though. I'm going to Babies R Us to pick up a bottle. They told me to try a different kind of bottle tomorrow, but I have to buy it, so I will. lol