I have very little to say, but it is a mighty "little".
Perhaps you read the post wherein I mentioned the precipitous birth of my nephew? If not, well...my nephew was born rather earlier than expected at twenty-six weeks. He weighed 1 pound, 11 ounces. That's about two and a half cans of coke or a box plus a little more of Uncle Bens Converted rice.
He is now breathing on his own with a bit of oxygen from a cannula to help things along, and he is taking his mother's milk just fin. He has gained a few ounces, too. Not out of the woods, my mum told me, but he's at least blazing a trail. Go A!!!
Thinking about your nephew! Hope all goes well. Sounds like he is a fighter!
ReplyDeleteMy nephew was born at 28 weeks, just a under 2 lbs. Today he just a normal bratty 4 year old lol.
Thanks. He's got some stubborn blood in him - my family isn't known for backing down from a worthwhile fight.
ReplyDeleteIt's wonderful what the medical world can do, these days.
Sending lots of good jujy his way! Thanks for the update!
ReplyDeleteI had forgotten about that new little fighter, Kyddryn -- so glad to hear that he's battling on. My best to your family.
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