I nearly had a heart attack this morning when the doctor called. He told me that Jeremiah was no longer viable. For a couple hours, I cried, I was angry, I prayed, and then just went numb. I called the nurse to find out what happened. The nurse wasn’t available, but they reassured me she would call right back.

It seemed like I waited for that phone call for hours. I can’t tell you how much time passed, but I finally called again and got an answer.

Jeremiah is okay. He’s doing just fine. The doctor had misread the chart. Jeremiah is viable, alive and doing well. He’s just not viable outside the womb at 20 weeks. That was the confusion on the chart. In fact, they did another ultrasound today, which they’ve been routinely doing every three days.

Needless to say, I bowed down and thanked the Lord that Jeremiah is still with us. And my mood has much improved this evening.

Carrie is stable, and there are no new complications today. Today they moved her into a different room in the ICU. The hospital is so busy right now, that they are having to put two patients in a room instead of one. Up until this point, Carrie has been in a room by herself. Understanding how busy they are, I can understand how a doctor could make such a mistake when scanning through Carrie’s chart. But I beg for your prayers that the doctors and nurses are able to care for all those patients. And care for them well.

As far as her oxygen goes, her saturation remains high. When they moved her to the new room, the process of moving her caused her saturation levels to dip slightly. They increased her oxygen support back up to 80% for a bit, then they’re bringing it back down. Her ventilator pressure support is still at 12. We’re looking for a magic number below 8. It looks like the dialysis is helping that some, as it pulls the fluids out from around her lungs. She will resume dialysis today, most likely late this evening.

After the little doctor dilemma this morning, my emotions are finally less intense. I’m mentally exhausted from the little trip my mind took. But physically I am doing well. Our generous neighbors have brought so much wonderful food. Your prayers and encouragement has lifted my spirit. Thank you all so very much.

Please keep praying, prayer warriors. This is going to be a long battle, and we can’t let the devil get a foothold.