Hey 'Sup Dawg? Yeah it's my ride.
We went to a birthday party at a friend’s house this weekend and Les Boys really took to the red Little Tykes car that you have all surely seen in most backyards and day care centres across North America. But Freddy was having so much in the car that I just had to take some pics. Jacques on the other hand just slid right out of it and decided to have no more of it for the rest of day.
There are a few more pics right after this:
Jacques is reaching for and grabbing things and of course putting them in his mouth. This is very very amusing for us. He now weighs 10 and half pounds and spends a lot of time a wake keeping an eye on all of us.
Frédéric is piling on the pounds at almost 15 lbs and has also started taking swipes at the poor safari animals above his pram. He’s got good lungs and won’t hold back from telling Denise off when she’s a few minutes late with the feed.
Sadly our guests are soon leaving and Life with Twins will surely get exciting. Fred and Sandra have been such great help over the last 6 months, the house might not be any quieter but it will definitely fell very empty. We will surely miss them as we sip our last few cool pints on the deck.
Les Boys are now 8 weeks old, 2 months old exactly! They had their two month check and are in perfect health.
Frédéric is now 12 lbs and 1/2 an ounce and 57.5 cm long
Jacques is now 9 lbs and 55.5cm long.
Les Boys are a month old today, OK 4 weeks to be precise! And they are having a blast with the rest of the family. But every once in while they just look at each other and appear to be having a conversation. In my mind this is how it goes:
J: I dunno! Whattya want to do?
F: How ’bout we hit up the milk bar again!
J: What? Again! No wonder you’re so big.
F: I’m just big boned!
Maybe it’s just the lack of sleep.
Friday night was not a very good night at all, the pediatrician came to see us in Denise’s room and told explained to us that Jacques had aspired some liquid from the delivery into his lungs and that his little body had spent the last two days fighting to expel it. In the process he worked himself up pretty badly and took in too much air. Because he was breathing in so much and not giving his body the time to exhale, some of the air in lungs had leaked into his chest cavity. This extra air was starting to create pressure around his lings and it his body was no longer able to get rid of it. Basically he was having suffering from something called a pneumothorax (the link takes you to a Wiki article). This was not very good at all. They had increased his oxygen level greatly to help him out but his body was now so tired from the marathon it had been running that it could no longer deal with what is essentially diving into the water after hyperventilating. He needed a lot more help than the Lakeshore could provide, our pediatrician was very good and he understood this early on, so he contacted the Montreal Children’s Hospital who found him a bed in the Neo-Natal Intensive Care Unit (NICU) at the Jewish General Hospital. The Children’s also arranged for the transport. So at 4:00 AM, they put Jacques inside a 100% pure Oxygen bag to stabilize the pressure in his chest and then rushed him downtown for what would likely be an intubation and the insertion of a chest tube.
Jacques had a rough night for his first night and he is trying to rest and build up some strength. It’s a lot of work for him to feed so the nurses inserted “Gavage” tube into his nose in order to get some food into his stomach and save him the effort of suckling away. The extra Oxygen helped him through the first half of the night, so they started to bring him down to room air to see if the saturation of oxygen in his blood would stay at 100% or very close to it. As he got closer and closer to room air (21% of O2) his breathing became harder and harder. So the doctors and nurses put him back on 40% O2 and eventually inserted and IV for antibiotics and fluids just as a precaution. The previous days fight to breathe on his own was catching up to him and now his lungs were having to run second marathon.
Courage mon petit Jacques, Courage!