Poor Fluffy Diaz

Susanne was sorry to announce to all the female prospects that Fluffy Diaz lost his manhood yesterday. Susanne brought him into work with her to neuter him. Everyone fell in love with him at first sight, especially after hearing his name. He did well during the procedure and really worked the sad puppy dog eyes after he recovered from anesthesia. He had everyone waiting on him hand and foot. Oh, Fluffy Diaz, do you need a pillow? How about some water? Are you hungry boy? You don't like regular dog food? Could I possibly interest you in some chicken? Oh, you need us to hand feed you? Okay, whatever you need. Poor Fluffy Diaz.

Susanne called this morning to check up on him and he was doing well. He had already received lots of snuggles and attention before the sun had even been up for more than a couple of hours. Susanne planned to stop by work to pick him up after Paxton's cardiology appointment.

Susanne had been noticing that Paxton was using more effort to breath when doing even the most basic of tasks. He also had periods of time where he would look very pale, but his normal color would return shortly thereafter. She was suspecting that it was all from his oxygen saturation levels dropping as he slowly outgrew his shunt. She would just have to wait and see what the numbers showed today.

Paxton weighed all of 15 lbs today. He finally made it on the growth chart. His oxygen saturation level was around 80. It definitely appeared that it was slowly trending downwards. The cardiologist thought that Paxton was looking good. She was pleased with his progress. After the doctor assessed Paxton, she sat down with Susanne to discuss the next step. She read her a letter she received from the Chief of Cardiac Surgery from Children's Hospital of Boston, which had been ranked the number one leader in pediatric heart care for the last few years. It was also the largest pediatric cardiac surgery department in the United States. He recommended that Paxton have a 3D heart ultrasound and a MRI before his next surgery. This would help determine with more detail the extent of the structural abnormalites and what needed to be done to surgically stabilize the heart. Susanne was happy that she at least knew where the actual heart surgery would be done at and who it would be done by. Now she would just have to wait to find out when it would be scheduled and what the actual procedure would be. So many questions, so little time.

On their way home, Susanne stopped by work to pick up Fluffy Diaz. Paxton had fallen asleep on the car ride over. Susanne checked in on him once they got inside. She immediately noticed that he had pulled his NG tube out at some point from the cardiologist's office to Susanne's office. What a stinker!

Susanne bathed Paxton when she got home before she had to replace his NG tube. He really loved bath time especially when he didn't have a tube attached to his face. Afterwards, Susanne replaced his NG tube and put him down for a nap. She spent the rest of the afternoon making phone calls to her health insurance company and multiple different providers to continue to try to figure out the mess that was left over from when Paxton was hospitalized for the first two months of his life. She couldn't believe that she was still dealing with the same issues five months later. Also, she was trying to figure out why she was running into a problem with recent appointments not being covered. It was a never ending saga.