They have taken Goose to the NICU and working on my daughter. The nurse said it would be a couple hours before we could come see Goose (which seemed like forever) so I went down to waiting room to tell everyone the heartbreaking news. In the waiting room were my parents,brothers, daughter,etc. and the other Nana and her mother. As I walked in the room you could feel the tension in the air they were all just waiting for me to come back. I slowly walked up to my Mom and she stood up and grabbed me and just held me a I cried like a baby. I slowly got myself together and informed the family and friends that Goose was in NICU and he had contracted the Strep B. Now the waiting began. I went back to check on my daughter and she was being sent to the heart floor and need a blood transfusion. Now I had Goose in the NICU and my daughter on the cardiology floor (this is exhausting just thinking about it all). I walked down the hall with tears flowing to just look in the window and see if I could get a glimpse of Goose. I did get to see him and his Dad and his entire family was with Goose and had told the nurse not to let me in. WOW now that was a slap in the face!!!!! This man had not been to but 1 doctor appt and you want to tell me I cant see my grandson???? Not NO but HELL NO!!!! I was mad now and it was not gonna be good. They had ask my daughter who would have the 2nd wrist band and she said "Mama" but another nurse gave it to Dad. I could not get in to see Goose I was devastated , what was I going to do???? I went to the Dad and ask him "Why did you take the wrist band?" He said "So you didn't get it (laughing)!" I turned and walked down the hall and the more I thought the angrier I was getting so I went back to him and said "Just so you know I will see my grandson and you or no one else will stop me!" My daughter was very upset but the doctor knocked her out to calm her down so I just sat with her and held her hand. We were stuck and there was nothing I could do but pray!! Dad and his family had left the hospital and we were stuck, my daughter was knocked out and was not allowed out of bed when she did wake up so we continued to sit, pray and wait. 

I would walk down to the NICU and stand outside in the hall and look in the window. The only thing I could see was his bed and part of his foot but I could at least look. I did this off and on all day long then go tell my daughter he was fine I say his foot move. She had ask the nurse if I could go see Goose but they said "You have to have a band". Finally, the Nurse at the NICU felt sorry for me. She kept seeing me stand out looking in the window and crying till she finally came out and ask me "Which baby is yours?" I told her which one and she wanted to know why no one had come to hold him or sit with him.I explained the situation and she said "Give me about an hour and let me see what I can do." I was so excited I cried all the way back to the room and told my daughter that I might get to see Goose and she told me "OK Mom quit crying so you can take pictures for me". Here we are waiting again but at least we had hope someone was gonna let me in.

The phone rings!!! I answer it with "Hello" and the voice on the other end says "Come see your grandson." Thank God I'm gonna see my Goose!!! wooooohooooo (Happy Nana) I am now walking back down the hall crying again (this time tears of joy). I get to the NICU and wash my hands put on the gown thing and go in the door. Geeeezzzzz didn't think my heart could beat so fast!! I walk over to a beautiful little boy with needles in him everywhere!! The Nurse grabbed a chair so I could sit down before I hit the floor. I was not prepared for what I saw but now we were together and everything was gonna be fine. I was not allowed to hold him but I could touch him to let him know I was there and I was happy for that. Something was better that nothing. So I talked to him about how much he was loved and how he was gonna have to fight . I told him about his toys and his room and anything I could think of. I was taking pictures non stop and then I had to go my daughter was not doing well. I got to her room and she would not even look at the pics I had taken. The Nurse came in and told us about an hour later that Goose needed a feeding tube and the doctor wanted my daughter to come to NICU and see if he would eat for her. I ask "Why will he not eat?" Nurse "He forgot how to suck." My daughter didn't want to go but we physically got her out of bed, put her in wheelchair and had to make her go.

We got to the NICU and they handed Goose to his Mom and he would not suck!! She handed him to me and I took him in my arms and kissed him and talked to him then it was time to put the bottle to his mouth. We only had an hour to get him to eat or he would have a feeding tube. I looked at him with bottle in hand and said "OK Goose take a drink for Nana cause I'm tired of crying and I love you buddy." He took 2 sucks!!!! Thank God we had another chance (not a big one but a chance). He did not have to have feeding tube!! 

The next day my daughter was sent home her heart rate was down and all was going good till they told us Goose could not come with us. He had to stay until he would eat. That was a hard 1 hour drive home. I called my parents and told them to take down all the decorations cause he was not coming home. Over the next week Goose stopped eating again and was jaundice and had to be put back on antibiotics for another infection. My daughter and I made the 1 hour trip daily to set with Goose and just be there with him. Goose had many ups and downs but 2 weeks later Goose was finally COMING HOME!!!