My aunt vera was telling me about this good dream she had about Lynnea.. She was at her house in a white bassinet, Vera covered her up with a Blanket and Lynnea smiled at her..
I had a feeling about this dream, but I lied to myself to make me feel better.
The blanket in the dream was the same exact blanket we wrapped her up in when we held her.
So, on thursday June 12th at 9:41am I was woken up by alex saying that Lynnea had a bad night. She desated several times, Her Oxygen sat dropped into single digits, hand ventalated serveral times, and she lingered in the 60's for most of the night.
A couple days ago Dr. Bradley had talked about that low o2 sats that linger for awhile are hints that the baby is slowly passing. So, he had just given us our options if that were to happen. Which was either to remain treating her, or stop treatments.
So, the doctor came in and basically said she will not get any better because her lungs are just too immature.. and that they can keep doing treatments, but it would be futile. Right when I heard that it was inevitable, I knew what I had to do. Alex and I talked about it and we both agreed. Half the people we wanted there were already there..
Around 3:30pm we moved her to a bigger room, where we got to hold her for the first time.. It was amazing. Then around 5 it was time to let her go. So, As I was holding her, Alex sitting right next to me, they pulled her ET tube out.
It was the worst thing to watch. Everyone cried as she passed.. It was peaceful, and we knew she was going to be okay...
Alex and I got to spend some alone time with her.. We dressed her up in her pretty little dress and washed her face. .She is so precious... We love her so much...
And as we were leaving the hospital, we saw the most beautiful sunset. It was really big and gorgeous.. It was a gift from her, we know it.
Thankyou everyone for your support and prayers..