I cannot believe I gave birth 9 days ago.
Looking at Eloira’s tiny body in the NICU… I cry every time I see her.
She looks uncomfortable with the breathing tube in her mouth and the medical lines in her belly button.
That was the strangest thing I’ve ever seen.
But the doctors explained that those lines are the best way for her to receive IV fluids and medication right now.
They are now planning to remove those lines and place new ones in her arm. One will be a PICC line.
A PICC line (Peripherally Inserted Central Catheter) is a long, thin tube inserted into a vein in the arm and guided toward a larger vein near the heart. It allows doctors to administer medications, fluids, and nutrition safely over a longer time period.
They will also place another line for drawing blood.
Even hearing about the procedure made me nervous. The way it was explained… it sounded scary.
But they reassured me that this is the best option for her care.
Then came more news. She has an infection in her airway. It’s hard to stay positive when it feels like every time there is good news…
Bad news follows. And the bad news is what sticks with you.
She will be on antibiotics for 14 days. They said improvement may be seen in about 5 days, but completing the full 14-day course ensures the infection is properly cleared.
Even with everything going on… I am grateful.
Grateful that my mom is here with me. Because I truly don’t know how I would get through this alone.
The Eloira Effect 
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