I made an impromptu visit this weekend to Iowa City by myself. My nephew, Oliver, was born on Thursday and transferred to the University of Iowa NICU, so I drove up to meet him and surprise my sister.
He was born three weeks early after Cara had gone in for a regular appointment, and the doctor's discovered she was low on amniotic fluid, which was forcing him to pinch his umbilical cord. After delivery, he had trouble breathing on his own and they discovered that he had an enlarged heart, so they transferred him.
The cardiologist said that all chambers and valves in the heart look good; there's nothing wrong with it except for it's big. The air sacs in the lungs were having trouble staying open, so they have him on a ventilator. The first day Cara was there, Saturday, they were able to drop back his respirator 17 points, which is a good thing. On Sunday they reported that they had reduced the meds he needed and lowered his ventilator even more. He is also on a no-stress policy, so there's no touching him, whisper voices only, no flash photography, etc.
Here's the view that greets you when you walk into the room:
And here's Oliver. On Sunday, they had to add earmuffs and a blindfold to his wardrobe to help reduce his stress level.
Here are some close-ups. You can't even see his hands or feet because they're covered.
And the proud Momma: