So on night one home from the hospital it was confirmed that we do in fact have to wear pajamas from now on! I joke but it's only to bring something lighter to an awful experience this morning. As I posted last night, Josiah had an amazing day! We put him to bed and he was sound asleep. We got up several times through the night because of alarms that were all related to the monitors not picking up right. At 4:45 am Milo got up to respond to Josiah's vent alarm. When he got to him he was "screaming" ( I put it in quotes because you can't hear Josiah cry or scream but you can see it all over his face) and the vent was alarming, which indicated that Josiah needed to be suctioned. When Milo passed the catheter through Josiah's trach to suction him. Josiah stopped breathing and became limp. At that point his heart rate dropped. By this time I had gotten up because the alarms had gotten worse. Milo was bagging Josiah with the ambu bag and he was still not responding. His heart rate dropped to the point where CPR needed to be started so we began CPR together while I called 911. We did several cycles of CPR with no response from Josiah. At that point we decided to change out his trach and put a new one in. I did that while Milo continued CPR. After several more cycles of CPR Josiah began to cry and fight again. Praise God. Just as he started breathing again EMS was coming into the room. His heart rate came right back up and we headed off in the ambulance. I held him in my arms, bagging him all the way to the hospital. Josiah has been perfectly fine, perfectly himself since. The blood gas that they drew when we got to the ER was good. Showing that his body did not take too hard of a hit from this episode.