I know it’s been ages since my last post. But that’s just it, that’s exactly why I haven’t posted anything new. Sleep wins every time when I have the choice between taking out the laptop or catch up on some much needed sleep now with the little one back at home. So here’s my update to the “Worst night of my life”
It is almost a week since my son was finally discharged from the hospitals neonatal ICU. They had to keep him there due to an infection they picked up in his blood tests. Last week Tuesday I phoned early in the morning to find out how he’s doing and the nurse told me that the doctor has discharged him. Music to our ears. I immediately phoned my wife and gave her the good news. Within two minutes I left work and rushed home to pickup my wife who was waiting anxiously for me. What an amazing feeling knowing that it was going to be our last time walking down that long dark passage that led to the ICU unit. We never could wait to get to those doors just so that we can see him again, and the horror of having to leave him there every night. It was officially the longest week of my life.
I can gladly say that tomorrow will be a week that he’s been home and keeping us up every night. But I don’t care, as long as he’s not I’ll or in any kind of pain. Every time I wake up during the night or the early hours of the morning to help my wife with him, I do it with a smile on my face and have the longest conversations with him, just thankful that he’s there and that I can hold him in my arms and tell him how much I love him.