My cousin's baby Joe, the heart baby in Texas, has taken a wrong turn on his highway to a happier heart. He has pneumonia. They put him back on a ventilator. And his oxygen sat levels are in the 30s and 40s at times. Normally they're in the 70s and 80s. He's very sick. My aunt said yesterday that they "almost lost him" a couple of times. When we aren't in the middle of it every day, I think we become complacent or maybe a little too comfortable in our hopes - that he's doing well and growing strong - and we don't realize just how serious his situation is and how sick a little boy he is right now. So we've been smacked back into reality...the reality that Joe's mommy and daddy face every day, up close and personal. And we're once again on vigil.
Be strong, Mighty Joe. We love you.
Edited to add: If that weren't awful enough, I just found out Joe's paternal grandpa is in the ICU in a coma (in another hospital). Don't know anymore than that. If you'd like to keep up with Joe's story, click this post's headline.
Be strong, Mighty Joe. We love you.
Edited to add: If that weren't awful enough, I just found out Joe's paternal grandpa is in the ICU in a coma (in another hospital). Don't know anymore than that. If you'd like to keep up with Joe's story, click this post's headline.
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