Sunday Morning

We have been feeling very anxious to go home. There are three teams of doctors working with us: the trauma team, the neuro surgery team, and plastic surgery team.We have to get approval from all three before we can go. One team will come in and tell us they can see no reason why we can't go home and then the next will come and say we need to stay. At this point, if Ian can drink enough fluid and eat a little more, we could possibly be ready to go home after his final IV antibiotics which will start this afternoon at 4:00 PM (I thought yesterday was the last dose but they changed it to one more day). If he doesn't drink/eat enough today, we will just be staying until he does (hopefully tomorrow or the next day).

The nurses have started bringing in the papers telling us what he can and can't do, what we need to be doing at home for him, how to deal with all the possible complications that may occur, how and when to make follow up appointments and how we may be able to integrate him back into school in the fall.

All this information started to overwhelm me. I began to feel like it was too hard and like it will be so long before we are back to normal again. I was grateful to have Albert here to remind me the best we can do is calm down and take it day by day. Healing takes time. We have been blessed in many ways through this and we will continue praying for our sweet Ian and our little family.