It's here!

Emma and I had a good cuddle tonight, and she remained on room air throughout the evening. She's still looking pale and didn't really wake up while I was there - definitely not the active little baby of a few days ago. Of course if my hemoglobin was at 82 I wouldn't feel too energetic either. The blood finally did show up around 11pm, but unfortunately the IV they put in on Friday in anticipation of the blood's arrival is blown, so the nurse will have to poke her again to transfuse the blood. I bowed out to let the nurse work without me looking over her shoulder. I imagine that starting an IV on such a little one is hard enough without an audience. They have Emma down for a "double" transfusion (30cc), so I expect that Laurie will arrive tomorrow to find a pink, wide awake little girl.