Friday, July 31, 2009

Hotel Hiranandani




Standard Indian dinner here at Hotel Hiranandani, and me with Micah in one of the few calm moments of the day. Note that photos are in reverse chronological order from the narration below....

Our little boxer all taped up for his match....





Adam posing as the patient in room 411....

Micah in his "arabian caftan" and his fantasy sponge-bath -- you can see how much he enjoyed it.








We spent most of the morning waiting for the pediatrician's visit that we hoped would be our exit permit to the outside world. In the meantime, Adam actually left our hospital room for the first time in about 36 hours, and Micah got a lovely spongebath from a pretty nurse that he howled his way through. Dude, this nurse was pretty! Afterwards, we dressed him in this adorable green caftan with matching top, and she said he looked like an Arab.

Seeing him naked made us realize that he had started to look a bit jaundiced. Our diagnosis was confirmed by the pediatrician, but rather than sending us home and telling us it would get better on its own, he ordered up a heat lamp and said that we'll have to stay here another night or two. We were so desperate for freedome we could almost taste it. The only consolation is that we're hoping that most of our stay here will be partially covered by our insurance, but otherwise, it was quite a bummer.
The heat lamp brought a whole set of challenges. First, we asked about eye protection from the UV light, and were told to just pull a cap over the baby's eyes. My experience with the caps we'd brought told me that they are too big and wouldn't stay over his eyes, so they sent me down to the gift shop for what I thought were special heat-lamp hats. (why don't they have little goggles like any decent hospital would?) Turns out the special hats were just as ill-fitting.
As we were fussing with the hat, we had people affixing a little pee-pee collector to our boy's boys for a urine test, and then a technician came to draw blood from his heel for a panel of lab tests that screen for metabolic disorder. Lots of unhappy crying and squirming later, the pee-pee collector had gotten dislodged, the hat was off, Micah's flailing arms kept startling him away and howling, and we had one very unhappy naked boy at the spa. This spa should have offered a manicure first, because the poor little guy kept scratching himself.
Daddy was also keenly aware of the dangers of UV exposure to his baby's eyes. We finally taped some cotton balls over Micah's eyes, and taped the hat in place over his cheek, but not before at least one technical failure of the hat that we worry has blinded him. We also taped socks around his hands, giving the effect of having a very scrawny boxer. We couldn't believe the hospital didn't have some simple goggles to protect his eyes, or even a low-tech eye patch.
Micah's squirming also made me keenly aware of the dangers of the bassinet he's in -- it is basically one fallen baby away from a big lawsuit. Luckily when he's swaddled, he can't get into trouble.
Although the doctor told us us to keep him under the lights anytime he's asleep, we felt like that's a lot of UV exposure considering that he quickly started looking better, and worried about our improvised eye protection failing during the night when we weren't asleep. I'm storing up stories about Hiranandani for other IPs who will eventually be here, and this is a good example of the frustrations we've found.

One funny story from the day: At one point, a nurse came in and saw Adam watching TV (as in the photo above) and scolded him for not wearing his hospital gown. She was the infection prevention specialist, so we hadn't met her yet, and she thought Adam was the patient. (you know you've had a tedious day when that's the funniest story you can think of!)
Our day was definitely cheered up by the solicitous care from Amit, whose official role is that of travel agent, but who has become our go-to guy for many problems; finally reaching my parents in Italy and telling them all about our past few days; having a nice long chat with Nik, who has just arrived in town for his baby pick-up in a few weeks; and reading all of the notes of congratulations we received from friends.
I'm so happy that everyone seems to think we picked a good name, and I hope that it will derail Adam's continued campaign to choose a different middle name and change the spelling of Micah to Mikah. On the topic of names, I have to repeat this adorable conversation that my sister had with her son, who referred to "that baby who's just no years old" and, when reminded that the baby's name was Micah, said "I love that name." When my sister asked why, he said "because it's the perfect name for that baby. I can't wait to play with Baby Micah!" (I hope Micah's coulsin isn't disappointed when he comes to visit us in 8 weeks and finds that Baby Micah can't really play with him yet, and I also hope Victoria doesn't mind that I post this....)

9 comments:

  1. Stephanie

    It is not the Four Seasons for sure, but at 100 dollars a day is it really that bad? I have heard that this hospital is also the only one in Mumbai that is currently accepting surrgate clients for deliveries, the others have become hostile to the surrogacy business. So maybe they deserve a little more credit than you are giving them for the little miracles they are bringing into this world each and every day. Your baby boy looks perfect. You are done with your journey. Hang in there just a little more.

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  2. Does insurance cover overseas surrogacy?

    Keisha

    I agree with prior comments, be thankful for what God has given you.

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  3. Stephanie,
    Victoria doesn't mind at all that you posted that story. Cousin Logan is anxious to meet "that baby who is no years old" and will be perfectly happy just looking at him and asking questions about your baby with "the perfect name."

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  4. I remember the jaundice...very common. hopefully it will pass soon. they don't start liking baths for a while...screaming is common. sounds like you are doing as well as can be expected...hopefully you will be able to check out soon...hang in there!

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  5. Keisha, health insurance would only cover the medical procedures are performed on you (as the insured)or the baby after he or she is delivered, and coverage would depend on whether your plan covers out-of-country care. (can you tell I work in the health insurance industry?) Some expenses associated with medical care overseas are tax deductable, as well.

    Anon, we're paying more like $160/day for the suite.... we don't object to the cost, but there have been several issues of safety that have been upsetting to us.II don't care to go into more details in this public forum.

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  6. Stephanie and Adam,

    Micah is so cute. When can I take him skiing.
    I'm so happy for both you.
    Debbie

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  7. Micha is adorable and we want to see you guys. I hope that you get out of hospital today and if not we will come see you. Do you have a cell phone that we can reach you on?
    Kerrie and Mark

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  8. I kind of like your story about Micha as the little boxer baby. One of my friend's kids went through the same thing here (that child is now 14) and had this lighted blanked. With their concoction to protect baby's eyes, she looked like a space invader. At least Micha looks like he belongs to the human race. And a cute human at that!

    Anyone know where I can get a caftan like that in my size? No boxing gloves needed.

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  9. Simon and Garfunkle - The Boxer

    In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
    And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
    til he cried out in his anger and his shame
    I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains
    Yes he still remains

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