Guess who's home?

Carter is home!! Yay!!

We talked to the nurse this morning and she said that Carter was absolutely refusing to eat. So I got ready and decided to head up to the hospital to see my little man. We missed him last night - it was lonely around here. We also missed the constant hum of the oxygen concentrator - guess we could have turned it on - but we didn't.

As I was driving up there I called again and the nurse said they had just received orders to transfer him up to the floor because he wouldn't eat. I got to the hospital just in time to walk him down the hall into his new room. He got all situated and then I had a little heart to heart mother to son talk that went something like this:

"Carter, you know if you drink your bottle they will probably let you come home."

Carter shakes his head no.

"Carter how about you drink a bottle and maybe you can come home with Mommy."

Carter shakes his head no - he is pretty good at this.

Mom tells the nurse, "Why don't you heat up some milk and I will try to feed him his bottle."

Carter shakes his head no.

Mom gets the warm milk and proceeds to give him his bottle. Guess who drank it all gone? The very same boy who said no. See in his world shaking his head means no and yes.

Three hours later Mom gets brave and orders Mac and cheese, jell-o squares, and ice cream.

Guess who eats half the mac and cheese, some jell-o and ALL the ice cream (cause he is like his mom). Yep Carter.

Mom says to the nurse at 4:00 - "Hey if the only reason we are here is because Carter won't eat - how about we go home because he is eating?"

Nurse says, "If he will drink one more bottle I will call the surgeon and ask if you can go home."

Good enough for me - could you please bring me a bottle of warm milk? Granted he just finished eating all that food - but I know time is running out......

Guess who drank 7 out of 8 ounces? Yep......

Mom says to the nurse, "OK he drank almost all of his bottle can you call the surgeon?"

She says, "Sure, but it is almost 5 and I don't know if there is anyone in the hospital who can discharge - but I will try it anyway."

After finding out that between the transfer from the PICU unit to the IMSU Carter was lost in the shuffle and no one was following him - we finally got a hold of a nice resident. He came in and asked repeatedly if we were sure that Dr. Muntz was the surgeon who operated and were we sure that happened yesterday? What? Of course I am sure. He finally had to call Dr. Muntz himself and over the phone got enough information that we were allowed to come home. Phew!!

We arrived home just after 7:00 and couldn't be more happy. We are exhausted but happy to be here. Thanks for all the prayers and support.