Basically, Logan has to lay in the bed twenty-four hours a day. We take him out every 2-3 hours to change his diaper and feed him. We have to monitor his temperature on a regular basis. At night, I stay downstairs on the couch with the alarm set on my phone so I don't mess up the schedule. Everything must be recorded, and a nurse stops by the house each morning to weigh him and draw a little blood to test the bilirubin level.
Here's a picture of the bed. Nothing fancy... it fits right inside a playpen or crib. The sleeper outfit is sewn onto the bed and the lights shine up onto his back through mesh fabric. They told me I could place rolled blankets around him to make him feel more secure, and I can place more blankets on top of him if I feel he's too cold.
Logan just spent his second night on the bed and is doing fine. When he fusses, one of us will sit next to him and rub his tummy and legs. I think it's harder on me than Logan. The nurse just left with another blood sample and I'm crossing my fingers that the bilirubin number comes back low enough to take him off the lights. We have lots of snuggle time to catch up on!
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That is crazy. I feel so sad for you guys. At least Logan won't remember it. AND he is at home and not hospitalized which is wonderful. Crossing my fingers for a good number!
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