When we would travel up to see Eli our weekends typically went like this. Get in late on Friday night. Spend the day Saturday feeding him, hanging out at his bedside in the NICU at the 9:00 a.m. and Noon feeding, eating lunch and picking up a few things from the store, coming back to the NICU for the 3:00 p.m. feeding and then heading back home.
This Saturday was really no different except that we were joined by my parents, and we wouldn't be going home.
We started off the day and headed to the NICU to be there for the first feeding. Before we went in we were met by the Oxygen guy. He showed us how to use the oxygen tank that we would be taking home with Eli. It was not as scary as I thought it would be when we first learned of this.
We went in to feed him and were met at the door by the monitor guy. He showed us how to use the monitor that Eli would be sent home with. If I woke up with any doubts that they were planning on sending Eli home with us, they were slowly melting away.
After the monitor guy we saw Eli, who had grown quite a bit since we last saw him. We changed his diaper, and fed him by bottle. The last time we fed him he was barely taking anything from a bottle. It was a joy to watch as he gulped down his food.
Then it was time for the grandparents. I could tell you what happened but I thought pictures might say it best.
After they got a chance to visit we went to lunch with a friend going to college in Norman. Let me just say that any sandwich that you batter, deep fry, dust with powdered sugar and serve with raspberry jam is a winner in my book.
We came back home, saw Eli a few more times, had a good dinner and went back to the hotel...
That was Saturday... Find out what happened on Sunday...
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