H.O.M.E.---No Place Like It

I brought Ryan home on Monday night and I am very happy to report that he is doing very well with his recovery. Once he finally realized that he needs to be taking the pain meds regularly the nausea of course dissipated. He is starting to make amends with his small bowel again, and we are thankful they are getting along just great. He seems to be in greater pain here at home than he was in the hospital, but of course he is now sans the IV, so that is to be expected. He doesn't complain about anything but the awful cough that is an absolute killer on the gut and incision. As long as he continues to listen to Nurse Calli, and minds me when I tell him to get up and walk around, he will be his skippy self in no time, I'm sure.

The boys have been simply thrilled to have their Daddy home and are coming around to the idea that Dad's place will be on the couch for the next few weeks and that he won't be able to pick them up or wrestle for a while. Max was pretty freaked out by the incision and staples and never wants to see it again. He seems content to know that medicine and lots of juice are going to make Dad better. Luke still wants to cuddle up on Dad all the time, so we are making adjustments there, but he is doing well.We've been so blessed by so many of you during this time in our life. We thank all those who have called, visited, emailed, text, babysat, brought meals, and of course for all the prayers and fasting. Sometimes you forget how many great friends and family you have until you need the help and then you are reminded of how wonderful YOUR people are. Our peeps are the greatest.