Home, for two of us

On Sunday evening, Mark and I finally convinced the doctors that I needed to get home to start truly healing. One of the ironies of being in the hospital is that being woken up every 2 hours for blood draws (14 needle sticks in 4 days for me), blood pressures and various other poking and prodding didn't allow me to heal. They estimate that it could take up to 6 weeks for my body to finally start regulating again. One of the main problems with that is that as a light sleeper to begin with, I got maybe 10 hours of sleep total in the four days I was there - not good for my mental or physical state. So, Mark, my hero, was able to convince the doc that he'd take over my BPs and medicine dispensing if they'd let me go home to my own bed. He's been calling that information in a couple times daily, and I feel 1000 times better trying to recuperate here in my own clothes than in the hospital. Thank God for a husband who can take care of me this way - I'm blessed! We knew the MD would come in handy some day, just not so soon:)

One of the scary things that you don't hear very often when people are discussing pregnancy is that your body can actually become "addicted" to the hormones your body's been producing since you became pregnant. While the doctors, seeing all the swelling, told me my body was allergic to these hormones, I also became addicted to them. Hence, since I gave birth on Thursday, I'd had really bad shakes, like I was coming off of drugs. It was a scary experience, but once again, I'm so thankful I had Mark to explain this stuff to me so I didn't continue to think I was having a heart attack! I can't imagine a better person to go through all this with. And it only makes it that much easier that he's still able to joke around about things, not letting me focus too much on the difficulty of being separated from Dane for the first time in 7 months. It's hard to be sitting on the couch at night with Mark and feel like we're not quite complete any more. I'm so glad that he's being cared for as well as he is, but man, is it hard to be away from our little guy! We can just keep thanking God that he's doing so well, and it's likely we'll get to finally bring him home in a few weeks!
In the meantime, if you think about it, we're just asking people to pray for his safety and a return to health for me, so once the babe is ready to come home, we're ready for him! Thanks to everyone who's been praying the whole time - we're lucky to have all of you!