Wireless

Since the day Baby Bunny was born, she was hooked up to wires and tubes.  Wires were there to monitor her heart rate, respiratory rate, and blood oxygen levels.  Tubes and IVs were there to deliver fluids and medicine of all sorts.  When we brought her home from the hospital, she came with a monitor that would sound off when it detected bradycardia (slow heart rates) or apnea (low breath rates), both are common in preemies.  The alarms were as loud as a smoke alarm, ear-piercing.  Once a month, the medical equipment company would have us download data from the monitor that has recorded all the activities.  Once a month, the pediatricians would get the results and inform us if we needed to continue the monitoring.  This past month, the darn thing kept going off, and I thought for sure we would be stuck with it for another month, through Thanksgiving and perhaps Christmas, too.  You see, the wires are attached to sticky pads that sometimes slide off or a felt belt that sometimes come loose.  The monitor would go off because it couldn't detect anything.  Well, by the title of the blog, you may have already guessed where I'm going with this.  When the pediatrician's office called this week and left a message for us to call back, I sure didn't expected them to tell me that there were no pathological episodes detected.  That same night, I gave Baby Bunny a bath and said good-bye to all the sticky pads and belts and wires!  For as much as it was annoying and an inconvenience to lug around even though it was small and light weight, we were able to sleep better at night knowing that we would be alerted if anything happened.  So, thank you modern technology!  By the way, for about a week now, Baby Bunny has been sleeping in her new dig, her crib.  She looks so tiny in it.