At long last we found a resident who admitted to having responsibility for our little Brooke. Poor Brooke was unwanted and ignored by at least a dozen doctors who passed through our pod, but now we finally have a plan.
Her levels have come low enough that she no longer needs the phototherapy, as cool and "disco" as that was.
They will test her blood again at 5:00 PM and if her levels haven't rebounded too far they will consider letting her go. Otherwise, we'll stay the night again. Or at least Heather will, this is a Zach day so I will be at home with him and Maddie and the mongrels.
So, for now, bye bye bili lights.
