2:52 pm October 10, 2009Home
We are home. The ordeal is over. (Well, pretty much over. Deac has to go back in for another CT scan in a few weeks just to make sure the old noggin is draining properly.)
There is so much to write about and tell you. So much went on during those hospital days and nights. Part of me wants to blab all about it (and complain about a lot of what went on… like the part where I was questioned about whether or not I beat my kid), but another part of me wants to forget the whole thing and never speak of it again.
For now, though, I will just let you know that we are resting comfortably back at home. Deac is readjusting and slowly getting over the fear that anyone approaching him is there to stick him with a needle or insert something into his brain. It will take him a while to get back to his happy, giggly, precious little self. Right now he is quiet and a little timid. (He also probably still has a whopping headache.)
And now I leave you with a picture of the cutest kid ever with a brain drain:
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I sure do want to hold him and I can’t wait for this cold to be over so I can!!!
Comment by Aunt Sam — October 10, 2009 @ 5:20 pm
Those are some very pretty blue eyes. I hope you are all getting some decent rest now and that little Deacon will regain his carefree nature very soon.
Comment by Alice Holyoak — October 10, 2009 @ 6:21 pm
I’m so glad you are home, I’ll come visit and I’ll bring diet coke, and we can talk or not talk about the hospital days. Do you miss the every 2-4 hour checks when they come in and wake up your sleeping baby? Do you, yeah thought so.
Comment by Shahara — October 12, 2009 @ 5:17 am
Happy to hear that Deacon is home and that all is going well! I’m sure you will all bounce back quickly!
Comment by Joan — October 12, 2009 @ 5:41 am
Oh no! And hooray that you two are home and the little guy is healing up. You poor things – what a nightmare. (Oh, and I too have had that infuriating conversation that no, I don’t beat my kid after a wrought iron gate fell on my oldest son’s head. Bad.) I’ll be praying for you and Deacon, internet friend. Get some sleep and snuggle the heck out of that little sweetie.
Comment by Heather — October 13, 2009 @ 6:08 pm
Oh Suz! OH SUZ! I can’t imagine what you all went through. Poor Deacon! Poor you! I hope you are all feeling much, much better now.
Comment by Leslie — October 26, 2009 @ 5:46 am