Home at last

There is really something to the Wizard of Oz phrase that "there's no place like home." We came home late last night after we were finally able to get Cooper's pain under control. His blood pressure is still mysteriously high, so we will just watch that and keep him comfy at home. He walks a bit like an old man, but he's getting around pretty well. His abdominal incision is the most sore and he didn't realize how much you use your abdominal muslces for everything. He got another blessing last night from his dad and Grandpa and it clearly helped. And, coming home to having his room decorated was so fun--thanks, Elena and Alex!

One last side story to how tough this kid is was his experience yesterday just before going in to have the old pacer out. Normally, they let parents come back and say goodbye in the OR, but because this wasn't scheduled, there wasn't a lot of extra time to have us come in. So, he got up from the pre-surgery area and had to walk gingerly with the nurse down the hall to the OR. Since he had already done this the day before, he knew that the OR is big and bright and full of equipment. But, he told us that as he was hopping up onto the operating table, the team was finalizing their instrument count and he watched them setting out the scalpels. He said it was a little freaky. Um . . . yeah!