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Today has been another good day for Mason. Dr. McMullen (Mason's heart surgeon) told us he is doing as well as a baby in his position can do. Yesterday Kelsey and I got the news that Mason could possibly be moved to the floor, which was certainly a surprise for us because we were hoping that would happen by the end of the week. Well, it's Tuesday and we've settled into our new room (with roomates and all). There are so many lines and feeds that Mason has been able to have removed, Kelsey and I are able to hold him whenever we want without getting permission from the nurses. In fact, he has become quite spoiled with being held that he fusses until we put him back in our lap.

On another note, the doctors still think there is a possibility the clot can dissipate. Unfortunately, for this to happen with medicine Kelsey and I are going to having to give him two shots per day when we take him home. I wish I had a picture of the look on Kelsey's face when the doctors told her was priceless. I'm not all that excited about it myself, but we'll do what we gotta do.

Kind of a funny moment, last night Mason made quite the mess in his diaper. The nurse decided he was going to give Mason some Tylenol (the kind you put in his backside). When the nurse took off his diaper he noticed Mason had a little surprise for him. Normally, this wouldn't be that big of a deal but once he got rid of the dirty diaper and slid a nice clean one in for him, bam...another dirty diaper. So, the nurse grabs another clean one (diaper #3) and slides it under after throwing the second one away. He then proceeds to insert the Tylenol, which put a look on Mason's face like he wanted to reach out and smack him. Once the nurse finished, Mason instantly dirties diaper #3. A bit frusterated, the nurse grabs another clean diaper and another dose of Tylenol to put in Mason' know. On goes diaper #4 and in goes round 2 of the Tylenol, once again putting a look of disgust on Mason't face. The nurse finishes the dose of Tylenol and Mason rejected it like a champ...dirty diaper #4. As the nurse leaves again playfully calling Mason a punk while he grabs another clean diaper and comes back with an alternative way of giving Mason his Tylenol. Finally, diaper #5 was the lucky charm.

Anyway, Kelsey and I (especially me) found that somewhat amusing, hopefully you were able to get a good laugh out of it.

On a serious note, we are believing for getting discharged and sent hom by Friday. This would be 3 weeks to the day Mason was born. With God's help, we'll be home this weekend!!

Thank you for everything!!

God Bless,

Greg & Kelsey


Nanea said…
Aloha Kelsey,
I just heard about the website and I wanted to say hello and long time no talk! It sounds like you could go home this weekend and I'm so happy for you!!! I can't wait to see those first "at home" pics :) Next thing you know Mason's going to be crawling all over the house. Take care and if there is anything you need from Hawaii let me know. I say after all this and Mason is all healed a vacation here sounds perfect! You are all in my prayers.

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