The other day someone sent us an email to ask if we had ever decided on a middle name. It all happened in typical fashion. Keri and I were both unsure between two middle names. Last Tuesday afternoon, after Daisha had gotten sick, Chad Huber stopped into the hospital and addressed with us for the first time the possibility of an air ambulance evacuation. (The Hubers were by our side through the whole ordeal and were a lifesaver, we will address that in a later post.) Anyways, Chad had begun looking into what was necessary for an air evacuation and had found out that we needed paperwork from the Registrar to show that she was born in Jamaica. Chad came into the hospital and talked to the nurses and the Registrar was in our room within 30 minutes. After a few questions she said, "ok what is her name," and Keri and I looked at each other and decided on Keri's middle name, Leigh.
We took Daisha in for one more blood test today to test her Bilirubin levels. She has maintained her numbers and so they think that she should be over the hump with her Jaundice. Daisha continues to eat well and sleep well. While there are times that we are still on pins and needles, we rejoice more and more everyday at her little body that is fearfully and wonderfully made.
CLICK HERE FOR PICTURES -- We uploaded a few pictures of the three amigos adventure back to Illinois. The best pictures would have been of us trying to get through the airport with all of our bags, but there was no time or wits enough to get a picture of that spectacle.
1 comment:
She is adorable!! I'm so thankful to hear good news. I love you guys!
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