He had been alarming, although not with the greatest wave form (way to tell if it's "real" or not) for quite a while. His nurse wasn't checking on him, just hitting the "silence" button out at the desk. I finally told her, very directly, that she had a responsibility to actually check him. Yeah, I wasn't real impressed, but I'm sure sleep deprivation played into it.
Anyway, this morning, his heart rate has climbed a bit, and his face is kinda "soggy." We've pulled out some thicker yellow gunk from his trach, too.
So rather than take him home and risk turning around and coming back in a couple of days, we're going to watch him for another 24 hours or so. Lots of fun.
Please keep us in your prayers.