Day 2 - Later

I am 2 days old

I sleep. But it is not a good sleep. It is the sleep of the drugged.

I am sustained by the machines. Is this the way it will be? I try to breathe but I cannot. My chest strains. My lungs fill but it is not my efforts. It is the vent. It breathes for me.

My daddy learns more. He looks at the numbers on the machines. Some high numbers are good. Some high numbers are bad.

The vent is bad. It breathes for me but it can damage my lungs. It boosts my oxygen but the oxygen can damage my eyes.

Today I have 40 breaths a minute. Today I have 40% oxygen. This is OK

My heart is strong. My pulse is good. My temperature is good. My abdomen is good