So, we're pretty sure that our little guy is going to grow up absolutely hating spaghetti and any other long, tube-like foods. They tried to extubate him again today. This was something that the nurses were thinking "Um.. Yeah...That's not going to work.", but that the doctors felt like trying anyhow. Much to the validation of the nurses' thoughts, Maximilian did not do well with this and had to be re-re-re-re-re-intubated about 25 minutes later. Now, the theory is that his airways may simply be too small and narrow for the amount of oxygen he needs. The good thing is that, when he does have the ventilator, and after he levels off a bit, he does better with his settings and his breath triggering than he did before. So, there is progress, it's just not as fast a progress as everyone would like to see. And really, he shouldn't even BE breathing for 8 more weeks physiologically speaking, so waiting a bit longer shouldn't seem like such an issue.
The good news is, our little guy reached 1230g today (2lb11oz) which means that he's developing and growing otherwise at a decent rate. In 20g, they will adjust his feeds in such a way where he'll be eating every 3 hours instead of every 2, which means that he'll be eating less often, but with more milk per meal.
Tomorrow, we hope to have his mother (and possibly father) hold him again.
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