On Thursday evening, we said goodbye to Children’s National Medical Center and came home late to hearty welcomes from Darcy and the Wonder Twins. The night was peppered with lots wake ups but overall Linden’s first day at home was pretty joyous.
Linden is certainly our glass-half-full kid: he flirted with every female nurse and doctor; he was fascinated by the buttons on his EKG and blood pressure monitors; and, in spite of the frown in the picture above, he even laughed a few times at the hospital. We think he even liked the mystifying Vecta machine. His sleep is still erratic and there’s lots of crying at feeding time and at night but he seems much more at ease than during his January recovery period and we are thankful.
All in all, we have progressed, too, since our January surgery experience. I think we’re definitely in the “plus” category but there have been a few “debits”. So, let’s see, to recap … Dave gained several grey hairs; I’m down four finger nails. We both gained at least a few pounds after a friend’s delivery of the most fantastic turkey sandwiches and cookies (thank you, Lisa!) and another mercy delivery of fruit (thank you, MT!). Darcy lost his cool and had multiple temper tantrums due to overwhelming Big Brother stress but somehow gained a new bike. My parents are down to one nerve due to aforementioned Darcy explosions but have gained a new appreciation for how easy they had it with me and my brother. Hah!
But, we’ve all gained a little boy with a brand-new palate, who has already started expressing the nasal stop “n” — oh glorious consonants!
Thank you for all the well wishes, particularly, the community of indignation following our cloistering overnight in the Recovery Ward. Misery loves company so we really appreciated the shared sense of umbrage.