Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Exhausted, Part 2

We are home. Everything went well. So well that the surgeon told a joke. This was a few days after the surgery when The Biscuit was still in the hospital. Thank goodness I had nurses who know his personality to be amazed by that with me. Otherwise I might think that I was imagining things.

Basically, The Biscuit is great, but I am whacked. I get exhausted to the point that lifting my arms seems like this huge effort. I think that only cat-napping all night long for about a week probably has taken it's toll. And then coming home where for most of the day 31-week-preggie Mom is here on her own is really hard. I always forget how comforting it is to know that if things don't make sense or you need another pair of hands you can just press a button and someone comes to your rescue. Heck, I hardly changed a diaper on my own the whole time we were there thanks to all the tubes and wires (and the temperature probe that I was completely afraid to re-insert because what if I put it in too far and hurt the poor guy?).

Thanks so much to everyone who commented and sent their good thoughts and prayers our way. I'll be able to respond to those more coherently when I can shake this exhaustion. I just wanted to post about where we all are for memory's sake and to say that we made it home ok.


  1. I'm glad you are home and doing okay...I'm sorry about the exhaustion. I know it well! Try to rest, it's the only cure.

    I have a blog for parents of children with Down sydnrome called Pinwheels. Do you mind if I link to yours?

  2. So glad you're all home and he's doing well!

    I hope you are able to get some rest soon.

  3. Excellent! Whew -- I'm so very glad to hear the good news.

    You hang in there -- you done good, Mom. And I'm sending restful thoughts your way so you can get some true, peaceful rest!


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