Guess I should update and let you know that we're home!
WE ARE HOME!!!!
Yesterday morning, the doctors burst into the room (they always burst into a room... that must be one of the classes required for med students) around 7am. Lights were turned on, flashlights poking around Drew's head and neck. We listened as they spoke in quick fragmented sentences to eachother and tried to pick up a word we understood here and there.
A few seconds later, they were done with their analysis and turned to me smiling.
"He looks great. We'll send you home today. He'll recover much more quickly there!"
And just like that, they were gone.
A few minutes later, one of the "team" members who'd just been part of the flurry of excitement, returned to me with a prescription for pain meds.
"So, you think we'll be out of here by dinnertime?" I asked.
"Oh no... your discharge papers are done. You'll be out of here before lunch."
And sure enough, we loaded our boy into the car around 11am and were home by lunchtime.
It's been a whirlwind since then, and a lot more stressful for mama. It's very hard to keep a 5 yr old inactive. The doctor was right... his improvement moved into the fast lane once we got home.
So, we started setting the timer on the microwave and banishing him to the couch or his room for 10 minute increments, trying desperately to get him to slow down!
Which is why I have been so bad about posting an update. This kid is keeping me very busy. And I'm so very grateful!!!
We are home!!!