I heard Owen get up at least once to potty during the night and I was up myself at 5:30 but then we both slept in until 7! Wheee! Sadly, it was probably the best I’ve slept in awhile, the uncomfy bed notwithstanding.
We got introduced to our new nurse at shift change about 7:30 and it was funny—she said, “Hi, I’m Sarah, and I’ll be your nurse today…for a few minutes.” 🙂 She came back about 7:45 to remove his port and discharge us. Owen got special new Ninjago underwear for the day.
Then it was down the elevator! Also, notice the rug. 🙂
Walking out, he says “That was fun!”
Wait. What? He obviously was only remembering the past nine hours during which he was sleeping and watching TV…and not all the crying and whining and tubes and needles and general crankiness and pooping over the past two days.
On the way to the car I tried to have a conversation with him about how pooping was really important and how he really needed to keep up the good work so he didn’t end up back in the hospital…and he didn’t seem phased at all. I’m sure I’ll be having that conversation more than a few times in the coming weeks.
The only bad thing about getting discharged first thing was that I had been planning on going to Costco…but they didn’t open until 10. So I decided to waste time—we went to Trader Joes and Once Upon A Child. 🙂
“That was fun”…………….is all I need to hear to know it is all okay. He wasn’t terribly traumatized with the whole experience. Phew. Gramma Jean feels better too.