Oh, alright, I'll post another picture of how it looks today. You convinced me.
In all seriousness, I want to say how humbled I am when I think of how many people are interested in how Evie is doing. We really appreciate all the prayers and the encouragement. People I don't even know told me they have been following my blog, because a friend of a friend told them about it. We are up past 19,000 views, and I'm pretty sure they aren't all from my mom!
Ollie the oxygen tank is also eliciting namesakes. My cousin's new pet tarantula is apparently named after Ollie because they are both things that we don't want in the house (according to his wife)! Haha. Speaking of Ollie, we left him at home this weekend! The medical supply company won't take him back without an Rx from the doctor to discontinue oxygen, but we had a good weekend leaving him at home anyway! It was such a great feeling to go into a supermarket with just Evie in her carrier. No oxygen, no stroller, no Pepe, no diaper bag. It was her first time in a supermarket!
Life is getting back to normal now that we are out of the hospital. Evie wakes up with a smile these days. She is still drinking more than she did pre-surgery, but still being pokey at it. She turns her head this way and that, and then all of a sudden will chug 20-30 ml, and then decide she is sleepy or bored. Ah, the ways of a baby. She is still trying to clear some phlegm from having the breathing tube down her throat, and I think this makes her uncomfortable. We are supposed to cup our hand and pat her back pretty firmly to help to loosen up the phlegm. This is called Chest PT. Evie seems to like being thumped on the back.