Home, Surreal Home.

Today I came home from the hospital.  I still look very pregnant because of the fibroids, which are shrinking.  But I came home without a baby.  It's all very surreal.

I also immediately learned my lesson about still needing to rest and recover from a major abdominal surgery.  With an eventful morning in the hospital full of walking to and from the NICU, standing and talking to various nurses and doctors, walking out to the car, riding to CVS to fill prescriptions, riding home, riding back to CVS, and then to a restaurant for lunch, it was more on my feet time and upright time than I've had in almost 2 weeks.  When we sat down at the restaurant, I noticed that my ankles were burning.  I looked down to find that I no longer have ankles.  Instead, my fluid filled thighs now run into my fluid filled calves, into my fluid filled feet, ending at sausage like toes.  Hmmmph.

We pulled up an extra chair at the restaurant to put my feet up and when we got home, I settled into a chair with ottoman, with ice packs on ankles, and here I will stay for the rest of the day.

But to end on a good note, brave daddy held Chloe for the first time today!