That is Nicholas' new nickname. Superman. Fitting isn't it? Dave, one of his respiratory therapists came up with that one. Whenever he came to do chest PT, Nicholas got excited and his arms shot straight out (like he was flying) We always said it looked like he was riding a motorcycle but not Dave. He said Nicholas was Superman (or boy)The picture below was right after surgery when he was in recovery. Not on oxygen (yet anyway) His heart rate was at 59. His normal level is 110. I freaked out! They said it was that way during the whole surgery. They were a bit concerned. I on the other hand was a lot concerned. All I kept remembering was when he coded. 59 is NOT a good heart rate.
It got better the next day so it must have been the combination of meds.
Nicholas' new scar. It starts at the bottom of his heart scar and down to his belly button.
My little hero.
On the second day, he had a hard time getting comfortable so he would wiggle his way sideways. Standing on the side of the crib this was my view of him. Easy kissing access! Sweet little face!
No worries...we were standing right there the whole time he slept so he didn't scoot off. Doesn't he look so tall?!?! He was sound asleep here.
On the way home he fell right to sleep.
Megan and Brandon got to tour the helicopter.
Thank you all for the prayers and support. We are so glad this surgery is done! He still has a few weeks of recovery but at least we are home. Praising Him....The Richardson's.
2 comments:
Welcome home, Superman. Welcome home!
Thanks for sharing all your pictures. I am so happy you guys are home and healing. It was great to see you today!
I love the privilege of personally knowing so many superheroes :) We are all so blessed. These kiddos choke me up all the time. How did we ll get so lucky?!
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