Bobby's Home

Bobby came home this morning. We are very relieved that today was the day - he's so tired of being poked and prodded that he was screaming at even minor procedures. Who can blame him? He got the last of his 3 IV liness out today - this one a central line that went into a vein by his heart. Last night they removed the stitches from the arterial line in his wrist that bled forever when they took it out last week. His chest is still swollen from his broken sternum. His cheek is scratched and raw from the tape that's been on his face to hold various feeding tubes and oxygen support. He's had endless thermometers and stethoscopes waved in front of him, stuck on and in him. Enough is enough. Now, he's asleep in his bassinet, tucked under his own blanket in his own house. It's quiet, it's dark, and it's a relief for all of us.

And an even greater relief? The swayhawk, suffering from little care and Bobby's tough times, is bowed but remains unbroken. We'll be washing it and returning the hawk to its full glory later on - after we give Bobby some time to recover from his debacle.

Thanks to all of you who have supported us these last weeks. It's been a tough time but your thoughts and prayers have seen us through.