After spending 22 days in the hospital, Emmy is home!!
The best part is holding her whenever I want. When she was in the hospital, I would feel uneasy holding her. She was covered in wires, and I didn’t want something to come loose. Every time I heard a beep, I had a mini-panic attack.
One day, our nurse gently handed her to me, and it literally looked as if she were putting a bunch of wires in my arms. I had to search to find Emmy!
Now, I can scoop her up without worrying that I’m pulling out some type of important oxygen-thingie (to use a technical term).
Emmy is a totally different kid from the day she went in for surgery. It’s really amazing how much she’s changed!
First of all, she’s bigger. Her teeth are bigger, her hair is longer, and her face looks more like a toddler.
Second, her muscles have gotten weak from lying in a hospital bed, so she can’t stand or walk yet. When she tries to get up, her sea legs go in all directions. We’ll meet with her physical therapist soon to get her moving again.
Third, and most surprisingly, her vocabulary has expanded! I didn’t see this one coming at all. She’s throwing out words that she’s never said before, like “tree” and “house.” And she’s much more communicative about her wants and needs. The cutest word she’s picked up is “Yay!” When I give her something she wants, she thinks about it for a second, and then her little voice happily says “Yaaaay!”
Fourth, and most importantly, the original problem she had with her heart seems to be fixed, thanks to a wonderful surgical team at the hospital.
And, of course, there’s someone else who is over-the-moon to have her sister back home: