Mar 11, 2005 16:22
It was horrible! Having little tear-filled eyes stare up at me, then clinch closed as the next shot is given. Again and again this was the scene, all the while I was trying to comfort my baby in words that he couldn't understand. I have never felt so helpless, or so guilty. My knowledge that it is for his own good doesn't help much when I can't explain that to him. At least he won't remember this day.
As for his stats:
He was perfect in every way (of course). 50% on all of the measurements.
Weight: 11 lbs 5 ozs
Height: 22.75 in
Head: 39.5 cm
The doctor said he was in good health and is eating well. That he was growing as is expected and looks good.
Afterwords, Katrin and I went to Piece of Ireland for lunch. Nothing like good ole comfort food to soothe the soul. And I had a free lunch there, so it really worked out great.
I have been home for two and a half hours and Zane has been a fussy boy, much as we expected him to be. He is sleeping now, finally. Hopefully he will be alright. Bill won't be home until sometime late this evening, he has to be in Philly until 8pm, so it is just me and the little guy for a while. No rescue or reinforcements today.
zane,
appt