When I was a kid we used to go to an amusement park called Kings Island. It had one of the old-fashioned, Coney Island style, wooden roller coasters that was once touted as the biggest, fastest, blah blah blah coasters in the mid-west...or something like that. It was called "The Beast". I was afraid of that thing for 2 summers before I got on it. It jerked you around for 2 and a half minutes before depositing you back at the start, breathless, with your hair standing on end....that's how we felt yesterday.
Once you rode it...you felt more prepared going on it the next time. You knew where the dips and turns were and the spots where your stomach dropped. That's how we feel today.
I've decided SB is just like The Beast. But for now,WE ARE HEADED HOME!
This morning they were going to move CeCe out of the ICU and up to a regular floor...but after neuro poked around, she aced her swallow test, and ENT put in their two cents...we got the okie dokie to head home. CeCe still has quite a stridor (in fact the folks from Respiratory Therapy keep looking in the room as they pass) her airway is open and her O2 is 100%. All the scary scenarios are still very real possibilities, but not today.
Thank you all for your prayers...once again, we owe you one.