These pictures are a little out of order. At 7:30 Monday night, I forced myself out of bed so I could go see Timmy. We couldn't hold him, but I felt better knowing I could at least SEE him. We didn't stay long, I was getting a little nausea from sitting up. We tried to get some sleep Monday night but I had no such luck! I was hooked up to leg boots that squeezed my legs every minute to prevent blood clots, I had a catheter in, I had my IV in my arm, something for my pulse on my finger and oxygen in my nose. Let's just say I was a little uncomfortable! At 4 am, I HAD to see Timothy. I couldn't stop thinking about him all night. To our surprise, when we headed in there at 4:30 am, Timmy was off oxygen and breathing well on his own. I finally got to hold my baby!
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