11/17 - Going home - at least one of us

I finished my 3 + week sentence at Hotel Huntington.  Yeah!  We went to a childcare class before we left, but it wasn't anything earth shattering.  I got to see the twins twice before I left and there hasn't been a  whole lot of change.  It is extremely difficult to leave knowing we had to leave them there.  It's even harder when you see everyone else in the maternity wing holding their babies.  Sometimes I feel like a child.  I want to just stick out my lip, stamp my feet and scream, "It's not fair!"  Ok - putty party over.

Max still needs your thoughts and prayers.  I got to talk to the doctor this evening, but there wasn't much new.  He's tolerating the ventilator and central line well.  He is stable and is resting.  They are starting antibiotics as a preventative measure as introducing the central line has a risk of infection.  Dr. said he'll likely be on the ventilator for several days.  So send healing energy.  

Rose is doing really well.  She's still under the light for jaundice, but overall her breathing is getting better every day.  She needs less and less assistance, and is getting increased feedings through the feeding tube.  I feel lucky I'm able to provide some milk for her, and we are freezing some for her brother when he's ready.

I am so thankful to be home.  David has the house set up to be "Jess accessible".  He bought me a hospital type tray that fits across the bed, set up a pumping station and got me a step so I could get in and out of bed.  He's already been to the pharmacy - begging them to fill my prescriptions before they closed!  Thank goodness or it would have been a long night.  I took a super long nap this afternoon thanks to the rain - and not being interrupted every ten minutes.  Now it's time to get well so when the babies come home I'll be healthy to take care of them.