Being at home

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

We are home. Being at home has such a wonderful feeling after being in the hospital. First there is definitely a funny smell there, I have to be three feet away from certain equipment in order to use my phone, the internet access was very week, the food was pretty crappy, bed? oh no - there was a very uncomfortable pull out chair (I am feeling your pain all the dads out there who spent the night while mom was in a bed). Jason was forced to sleep in a different room, no dogs allowed, and I was in the room with a stranger and her baby.
All that aside.... we are home. What a great thing to say. All three of us are home and safe and feeling good. Tired, but good. The doctors and nurses there are amazing. Joey went into surgery early so there was no fussing time. He was such a good boy in the morning too. We let him go around 12:15 and we were in recovery with him around 3.... not long. We went for a walk outside and had some lunch and before we knew it he was in recovery.
When we first saw him - wow he looked different. So much older. Like a little boy now not like a baby anymore. We watched him sleep for an hour or so (said a few prayers of thanks) and then they brought us up to our room. He was loving the new blanket Auntie Melissa made for him - it really kept him warm and smelled like home.
When he first woke up he was pretty unhappy. It was hard to cry with his new lip and he was horse from the tube in his mouth... but he managed to let us know he was unhappy. He settled down after I held him and went back to sleep. The grand-parents came in for a visit while Joey slept. The first bottle did not work out. He screamed the whole time and would not eat, he had to learn to eat all over again. We couldn't settle him down they had to give him morphine to get him back to sleep(so stress-full Jason and I were both so worried about our little trooper) , once he slept he was good until about 2am when one of the nurses moved him - he was awake for about 10 min and back to sleep (drugs are good). He was up at 5am for the rest of the day. The morning bottle went much better! He had some water - and kept that down, so then he had some pedialite - that stayed down, so then he had some formula..... so happy. He started smiling and burping and life was back to normal. The baby in the room with us was up from about1am-4am. Joey didn't mind, but I didn't sleep because of it. I felt bad for the little guy - but I was so tired I just wanted to get some sleep!
We timed out at the parking garage at 11:20 - the day before we were in at 11:24. Just under 24 hours.... it is amazing how one day can bring so many changes.
We want to thank everyone for their well wishes and concerns. Our boy is pretty much back to normal. Being at home he is playing and talking and singing and smiling. I don't think ever in my whole life has being at home meant more to me that it does today. I know he was in one of the top hospitals in the word - but there in no replacement for out little house. I have a sign here that sums it up.
Our house may be a little home - but God knows where we live.

Thanks again everyone!