Saturday, January 28, 2006

Sleep? Oh, yeah, that.

After a short sleep, we got not only a wired baby, but also one that became angry with dad because he wouldn't give her a bottle. Real angry. Angry as in spit out the soother, look at daddy, and scream at the top of our lungs while turning bright red angry...on and off for a few hours. I'm sure that by now Emma figures dad is retarded for not responding to the customary "I want my bottle" cues.

Now before anyone gets worried, she is being fed, but she's on a continuous feed of 28 ml per hour. She's getting the same volume, but it's spread out evenly throughout the day, as opposed to a meal ever 3 or 4 hours. While this will hopefully help the reflux, it also means that she doesn't get the full belly feeling that she's used to (and probably helps her get to sleep).

Little Emma had a tough night, but she finally tired herself out and now that it's morning, she's having a good sound sleep.

We also have the misfortune of having the worst pulse oximeter imaginable in this room. The slightest motion causes it to alarm instantly. The sad thing is that it's not an old first generation unit -- it's clearly microprocessor-based with an impressive looking screen and scads of configuration options. I'd love to have the software development team for this product spend 24 hours in a room with a baby connected to their abysmal product. Johnson and Johnson should stick to shampoo...

...or perhaps they should sell their product to the US Military. I can see suspected terrorists voluntarily standing in line to spill their guts rather than spend another night in a room with a baby connected to one of these pieces of junk.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home