I wish I could say that about the Superbowl. But I can say that about my last 5 bottle feedings. A brady is short for bradycardia which is a long word for when my heart slows down to under 100 beats per minute. It’s not supposed to do that. Because I’m so little sometimes I need help getting my heart to beat faster again. And sometimes I get so involved in eating I forget to breathe and then it makes me brady and everybody freaks out (actually just Daddy does that. . . everyone else remains calm) . But not today! I’m getting better at eating. The nurses say I still have to go home on a monitor to watch my heart rate and breathing.
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