
The past 24 hours have been a whirlwhind. Graysen was cleared for discharge on Monday. He is doing great, and the doctors are amazed at his progress. He is the exception, not the rule. We are fortunate to have a very strong heart baby.
We picked up Caleb this afternoon from the Taylor's house. Lee and I were able to witness the sweetest scene. We were expecting Caleb to run and hug us, and not pay much attention to Graysen. Instead, Caleb ignored Lee and I and imediately sat down next to Graysen and grabbed his hand. He sat there for at least five full minutes with him, smiling and saying Graysen. We think that he understood that Graysen had to have something done to him, but wasn't sure it meant that he would get to see him again. Caleb looked very joyful that Graysen is OK and returned. I will never forget the compassion he showed.
It is Tuesday evening, and we are just getting settled. I am looking forward to getting back into a routine with the boys. I plan to take it easy this week so that Graysen can rest. However, the doctor visits never seem to end. He has to go to the pediatrician tomorrow, cardiologist Thursday, and craniologist on Monday.
Lee and I are glad that this ordeal is behind us, and we can start a normal few years with the boys. Graysen is a very strong, happy little boy. We are thankful for everyone in our lives who has helped us through this. The love and help that we have recieved made this experience easier.