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After-Christmas sale to Getty’s Owl Fund.
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We had a very special visitor a week ago. Santa came early just to see our Miss Getty. We were so excited that Getty was able to get this experience. We definitely were not going to risk her health and go the mall, so we were really at a loss of what to do. Then our constant angel Stacey arranged to have our own private Santa come. How awesome! Thank you Greg, I mean Santa for coming and for making our Christmas that much memorable. Getty was actually crying before he came, but the moment Santa held her, she seemed to be put at ease. Funny how Santa does that. 🙂
Along with Santa, we decided to get a tree to get into the holiday spirit. Mark and I have really never been that big on decorations, most years we would just put lights on the tree and let it be, however this year was different. We decided the tree would only have owl ornaments. Thank you Jill, Mike, Morgan, and John for giving us our first owls. They are perfect. And doesn’t it just seem fitting to only have owls. 🙂
I am uploading a video that has been long overdue. Mark and I have developed a term we use for when Getty feels like she has been “wronged”. We call it “going Getty”. Our sweet Getty has yet to throw a tantrum but she sure has developed her own way of letting us know when we are not doing what she wants. So instead of talking about it, I thought it would be easier if you just watched it. Enjoy!
We got the Trilogy home bipap breathing machine earlier in the week, but we had to rearrange a few things in the room before we could set it up in the right spot and use it. We put Getty on home night bipap for the first time last night. She fussed for only about 5 or 10 minutes once we put the mask on her. She then settled in and fell into restful sleep for the rest of the night.
She’s her normal cute-as-a-button self today! 🙂
Kaiser admitted Getty at just after noon. The goal was to keep Getty for one night, maybe two, so she could get used to a bipap breathing machine for home use. The idea is that she will use bipap at night to reduce her work of breathing, giving her more energy during the day and greater lung capacity.
The intensivist came into the room. He knew us from Getty’s G-Tube surgery just a few weeks prior. He politely said hello and simply asked what our home regimen is for Getty. We ran through the details as he took notes and simply confirmed he would write up his orders just as we said. We asked him to take a peek at Getty’s G-tube, and he said it is the cleanest G-tube he’s ever seen. Things were going much more smoothly than our admission for surgery — until we saw Getty’s blood oxygen levels.
A pulse oximeter or “pulse ox” measures heart rate and blood oxygen levels. The probe usually wraps around the toe or foot. Normal blood oxygen saturation (“sat”) is 95-100%. Anything less than 95 is cause for concern. Anything less than 90 means she’s struggling to get oxygen into her system. At the time of Getty’s G-tube surgery three weeks prior, her sats were always 95 to 100.
The nurse applied the probe to Getty’s chubby little foot. We looked up at the monitor and saw Getty’s sats at 91. Kate and I looked at each other with concern, but just waited to see where the sat reading would go. It fluctuated between 88 to 91. The nurse pointed to an inconsistent wave and wrote off the low readings.
Over the next few hours, we were learning about bipap and talking to the nurse and doctors. However, Kate and I kept peeking up at the sats and seeing readings from 88 to 91. We were trying not to jump to conclusions.
A respiratory tech (RT) had finished training us on bipap when she asked if we had any questions. I asked if she was concerned about the sats being so low for three hours.
The RT looked up at the monitor and a sad and concerned look came across her face. She struggled a moment for words and said, “Unfortunately, this is just a part of the disease. She will struggle to breathe as time goes on.”
“But three weeks ago, her numbers were fine,” we replied.
She gently responded with a tone of sorrow, “It is a degenerative disease. If the number goes down to 85, we should give her oxygen.” She left to get an ambu bag.
Kate and I looked at each other quietly, and our hearts sank. Kate said,” When I asked for more time with Getty after the surgery, I was hoping for more than three weeks.” All we could do was stare at little Getty, trying to come to grips with her condition. I felt completely hollow inside. We just sat together quietly for half an hour.
The RT came back and put an ambu bag at Getty’s head. She connected the ambu bag to the oxygen feed.
The regular nurse came in and looked at Getty’s foot. She said she was going to move Getty’s pulse ox probe to her other foot. She fiddled with the probe and we all looked up at the monitor, hoping. Sure enough, her sats popped up at 97 and fluctuated from 95 to 98.
Four hours of needless agony was over.
It came time to put Getty on bipap. She fussed on bipap for only about 15 minutes, then settled right into it. What a champ! She stayed on for two hours without incident.
That night, they put her back on bipap. She didn’t fuss at all and stayed on it all night long. The only time she fussed during the night was when the RT came into the room, startling her and waking her up. Otherwise, there was no problem.
The following morning, the nurse confirmed we were bipap trained and ready to go home. We got out of there by midday, bipap in hand.