Well, we got another hospital wake-up-call at 6:50 this morning, another unexpected trip to the OR. Apparently the wound care specialist wasn't happy with the way his abdominal incision was looking - it was 'leaking' but I couldn't quite get what it was leaking. I know they didn't think it was infected, and it seems like basically the problem was that they needed to flush it out and add a stitch or two. Not a big deal, as long as it isn't an infection, and with all the antibiotics he's on, I can't imagine him getting an infection.
It's a lousy way to start the day, I'll tell you that. And it sure as hell feels like it's just one thing after another. Poor little guy has been through hell. I just wish we'd stop having complications and side issues, and get to the healing-and-going-home part of this.
Now - go buy baby socks and send them dag nab it! There's babies up there with cold feet!
*hug* for the little guy. Geez...at least they're catching the "little" things before they turn into big things.(yeah, right. doesn't feel like it does it?) Love you guys. Well wishes and prayers, LOTS OF THEM, are being sent your way.
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