It is 10:31pm on Sunday night and I am sitting in a very narrow recliner at the Children’s Hospital in Austin, TX. My daughter, Kennady, is getting a sleep study done to see if she has sleep apnea (sp?) or other sleeping problems. As I see her sleep, it amazes me that she has survived this long. She struggles with each breath. I never realized her sleeping problems because we always put her to sleep and leave her in peace.
Before the nurse left the room, he said that her carbon dioxide reading should not get above 53 or they will have to give her “assistance”. Well, it is approaching 70. He called the doctor and they are trying to figure out the best method of treatment.
So, I guess we are introduced to another hurdle in the life and times of Kennady. Just thought I would let you in on it.