Home

Yes, we are home! We came home yesterday evening after a very hectic and exhausting 36 hours. We did not know Loki was being discharged until the moment it actually happened. All day long people were confused as to who would give the final word about when we could take our little man home. All of a sudden the nurse practitioner walked in and simply said "you are good to go." Dad had already left via public transit and would not have been able to come back until late at night. Although I was left with the car, I did not think driving - especially very special package - was such a good idea. I had not slept, was drowsy from the medication (which does indeed increase milk supply) and to top things off, there were some pretty strong and gusty winds. So, I called Dad, he jumped off the train, and ran back up. The craziness of discharge was an appropriate end to a chaotic hospital stay.

It is wonderful to be home, particularly with Oma and Opa. Little Loki has been a tough trooper, as always. But he is having an even more difficult time eating. We hope that this is something temporary from the surgery. After all, he did have his intestines shoved back in his body. (However, he still looks as if he has a hernia. It will probably take some time for his body shape to adjust.)