Code Blue

This is how my new year started.  On Wednesday when I arrived at the hospital, the charge nurse was standing at Sophia's bedside.  Then we had the following conversation:

Me:  Hey, how's it going?  How's our girl today.

Nurse:  She's being a stinker.

Me:  Why?

Nurse:  She's been up all morning.  She's been feisty.  She had a cat nap for ten minutes this morning and that's it.  She won't take a nap!

Me:  Well, if it's cool with you, we'll do tummy time.  That will put her sleep!

The nurse leaves and I started getting Sophia Lynette ready for tummy time.  I disconnected and reconnected everything just like I do everyday.  Seriously, I have done this hundreds of times by myself.  My next move was to lift her out of the crib.  The next thing I knew, the alarms on her monitors started going off.  She started desatting so I suctioned her trach twice.  That didn't work.  I suctioned her mouth and that didn't work.  She's now turning a blue grayish color.  I increased her oxygen and that didn't work.  Now she's blue, her lips are purple, she's crying her head off, and she's not coming back up.  She should have pinked up by now and she is getting worse...fast.

I ran into the hall to get help.  Then, I ran back to the room to check on baby.  She looked even worse then when I left her.  A respiratory therapist followed me in and started bagging her.  Another RT came in to assist.  They kept bagging her and made sure that her trach was in.  Suddenly, baby stopped breathing and stopped moving.  She was so limp and looked completely helpless.  Someone yelled out "she's coding...call a code!"  That code was a code blue.

Several people were working on her including myself.  One of the rt's performed a sternum rub.  No response.  No response.  No response.  Nothing was working.   The code team arrived and the crash cart was just about to enter the room when Sophia started to pink up.  There was a huge sigh of relief.  

When things started to settle, I recognized 95% of the people in her room.  There were two other doctors that I've never met before.  They told me that they work on the bigger kids in the other tower.  Everyone else was from NICU, PICU, TCU, administration, etc.  Seriously, I should not know this many people on a medical staff.  But I do.  They hated to see that it was Sophia but was relieved that she was okay.

Then I had a random thought.  "Check her diaper."  She was poopy!  WTH?!?!  All of this over a poopy diaper?!  A lot of times Sophia will bear down to poop and turn blue.  But she will turn pink again in a few short moments.  I think everything came to head when she had to poop.  Considering the day that she had had, maybe pooping pushed her over the edge.  Thankfully, her heart never stopped.  She simply stopped breathing.  She took a two hour nap and woke up like nothing happened!

Today I held her for the first time since Tuesday.  My chest finally stopped hurting this morning.  I'm sure it was the stress of the whole ordeal.  I'm just now feeling okay enough to blog about it.  Anyway, I made the following video of her to assure my mother that Sophia Lynette was okay.