andrew is home. he's happy - loves the freedom that comes with not being constrained to a hospital bed, having use of both hands now that the splint and IV line have been removed and being in a familiar place.
but the stint in the hospital has definitely affected him worse than i thought... he gets hysterical if hubby or i leave his line of sight for any period of time. he falls asleep only to wake up screaming bloody murder and is absolutely inconsolable until he realizes where he is and that no one is about to inject stuff into him, draw blood or examine him. he alternates his time between playing joyfully and desperately clinging to my neck.
hubby is exhausted. he's trying to be strong for andrew, strong for me. although he's probably been a much better support system for a 10 month old than for me... but this has really worn on him. i think he's looking forward to returning to work today to restore some semblance of normalcy to his life.
and me? In the hospital I was terrified and at how unfair this is. I should be relieved for us all to be home. I should be happy that Andrew is acting more like himself.
I don't feel anything. It's like I've gone completely numb...
When is everything just going to go back to normal?
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Stop expecting "normal"...it doesn't exist.
just about anything else would be more "normal" than this... i tried 3 times to go into the office today. and i lasted all of 30 seconds - until the first person asked me how andrew was doing.
this sucks.
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