The day we've been waiting for finally arrived! Today was the hard-earned discharge day for Josephine Leanne. After completing Feeding Tube 101, we were ready to head home.
Did someone say I get to go home?
Josie completed one last physical therapy session where she demonstrated her remarkable neck strength by holding her wobbly little head up for several seconds. She sure didn't use that 3 1/2 week hospital stay as an excuse to slack off in the PT department. Aunt Leanne would call that an impressive display of "Skills and Abilities".
Alright - I did it. Now can I go home?
The one benefit of the extensive amount of time Josie has spent in hospitals is that it has truly allowed Travis the opportunity to hone his hospital room ransacking skills. He likes to point out that we paid dearly for every item in that room and he's not about to let a $40 tube of diaper rash cream get tossed. While Travis packed up everything that wasn't nailed down, I utilized my former fundraising skills to appeal to Nurse Rhonda to donate some extra Toot Sweet and syringes to Josie's cause. What can I say? We make a good team!
The rest of my evening was spent holding that sweet baby and choking back tears of gratitude. This experience has been an agonizing, miraculous, heart-breaking, life-changing, confounding, empowering, roller coaster. The emotions are raw, the blessings are abundant, and the thankfulness is eternal;