What a LONG ride home.

Jacob slept pretty well. I fed him at midnight and he woke again at 3. I could tell my back was hurting from all the sitting in uncomfortable chairs and I'd slept on it funny. I took some Bayer back and body and started feeding Jacob. But my back was still uncomfortable, so I laid down next to Jacob. Then I was in trouble. I couldn't move--it hurt too much! I called out to Dave and he took Jacob. I just laid gently on my back til 5:30 when I my alarm rang. By then the medicine had kicked in and I could move.

We made it to Marky's room by 7, but the resident had already been by, pulled the drains, and said he could go home...as long as Dr. Muntz agreed. We waited a couple of hours for Dr. Muntz to call him and OK it. Then getting packed up took forever. I know we got all that stuff in the car for the trip down, but wow!

Finally we were on our way home. I sat in the back between Jacob and Marky. Primarily to protect Jacob. But that meant Marky spent the time whacking me with the bead curtain and slapping my leg or whacking me in the head with his arm immobilizers. It felt like 3 hours before we were home. And Jacob was hungry. I could feed him, but I couldn't take him out and burp him or change him. So he would just get grunty and uncomfortable and I couldn't do anything about it.

I was so relieved to get home.

And I started working on my talk.