Always remember that life can change in a split second…
Both Dathan and Ashton were snug in their beds watching cartoons, Wyatt was spending time with Nana in her room, Rodger was in Athens hanging out with some friends, and I and little Kuyler just finished watching Tinkerbelle when I had the experience that many families have, but do not have a happy outcome....
Kuyler quit breathing!!!!
Relaxing on my bed, Kuyler had fallen asleep in my arms after intensely watching the beautiful colors of the fairy animations. Needing to get Wyatt to bed, I got up with Kuyler, laid him in his bassinet, plugged in his lead wires into the apnea monitor, turned the machine on and headed to get Wyatt ready for bed.
I got to the fridge, took out the milk and I started to hear beep, beep, beep, beep!!! If it is the lead wire or some kind of connection problem, the machine just has a long loud beep, so my heart sank into my chest hearing separate beeps. The beeps could mean one of three things, 1) his heart rate could have dropped to under 70 beats per minute 2) his heart rate has gone over 230 beats per minute or 3) he has stopped breathing for over 20 seconds, so I ran as fast as I could to my room.
I got to his bassinet and looked quickly over to the machine thinking this could not be happening, but there is was the red light with the big X over the lung diagram beeping. My precious baby boy had stopped breathing!
I started to panic, but I remembered the woman who trained us on the apnea machine had told us not to pay attention to the alarm and focus on the baby. I quickly, put my hand on Kuyler’s chest and began to shake him. It took a few seconds, that seemed like a lifetime...but he started breathing and opened his eyes.
Oh, I was so scared that he would not wake up and I would have to do CPR. It is weird, but the past few days, I have been going over the CPR steps in my head, and I almost had to use them tonight.
This is the first time Kuyler made the alarm trip for real. The false alarms have gone off, but no real ones that say, "I am not breathing, my heart is beating to fast or too slow". This was the real deal. I just do not know how I could have handled losing my baby if by God’s grace; he had not started to breath again.
So, Lord from the inner depths of my heart and soul... thank you for watching over my son and cradling him in your arms....
Both Dathan and Ashton were snug in their beds watching cartoons, Wyatt was spending time with Nana in her room, Rodger was in Athens hanging out with some friends, and I and little Kuyler just finished watching Tinkerbelle when I had the experience that many families have, but do not have a happy outcome....
Kuyler quit breathing!!!!
Relaxing on my bed, Kuyler had fallen asleep in my arms after intensely watching the beautiful colors of the fairy animations. Needing to get Wyatt to bed, I got up with Kuyler, laid him in his bassinet, plugged in his lead wires into the apnea monitor, turned the machine on and headed to get Wyatt ready for bed.
I got to the fridge, took out the milk and I started to hear beep, beep, beep, beep!!! If it is the lead wire or some kind of connection problem, the machine just has a long loud beep, so my heart sank into my chest hearing separate beeps. The beeps could mean one of three things, 1) his heart rate could have dropped to under 70 beats per minute 2) his heart rate has gone over 230 beats per minute or 3) he has stopped breathing for over 20 seconds, so I ran as fast as I could to my room.
I got to his bassinet and looked quickly over to the machine thinking this could not be happening, but there is was the red light with the big X over the lung diagram beeping. My precious baby boy had stopped breathing!
I started to panic, but I remembered the woman who trained us on the apnea machine had told us not to pay attention to the alarm and focus on the baby. I quickly, put my hand on Kuyler’s chest and began to shake him. It took a few seconds, that seemed like a lifetime...but he started breathing and opened his eyes.
Oh, I was so scared that he would not wake up and I would have to do CPR. It is weird, but the past few days, I have been going over the CPR steps in my head, and I almost had to use them tonight.
This is the first time Kuyler made the alarm trip for real. The false alarms have gone off, but no real ones that say, "I am not breathing, my heart is beating to fast or too slow". This was the real deal. I just do not know how I could have handled losing my baby if by God’s grace; he had not started to breath again.
So, Lord from the inner depths of my heart and soul... thank you for watching over my son and cradling him in your arms....
Cendy
2 comments:
Thank You Lord for Kuyler being okay! I'm shaking and crying a little as I read this. I'm not sure if I would have been as calm as you had been, Cendy. You are a good mom!
Liana,
Thanks so much! Yes, you would have been calm, I was calm but scared out of my mind!!! God's gentle hand was guiding me through it. I too read my post again, and I have tears as well. The "what ifs" keep hitting me in the face, but I will have to get past that somehow and go on.
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