Today ellie moved into a crib, but we also moved as we had to check out of the hospital this afternoon. Usually leaving the hospital is a good thing and Abby is recovering as well as can be expected.
Somehow leaving the safety of the nurses who knew our names (sort of like Cheers. With Percocet.) and kept great care of Abby seems like someone took away the safety net and we are one step closer to this being our new real life.
But by far the worst part of the afternoon was taking the car seat out of the car and putting it in the trunk and actually driving away from the hospital, without a baby, and leaving our little girl behind us. Even tough we are probably only about 100 feet futther from the NICU as the crow flies, it was very tough for both of us to leave (we returned as fast as we could tonight for an evening session).
You are supposed to leave with your baby, mom exhausted and dad driving as carefully as he ever has. But we weren't and it sucked. Just plain sucked. Abby cried in the back seat, I cried in the front seat and we drove the three blocks to Ronald McDonald House. We must have looked like ten pounds of shit in a five pound bag as well rolled into the RMH, as we have learned the pros at the hospital call the Ronald McDonald House. I thing Big Mac Shack is better.
But we have settled, figured out how to get to the hospital 24/7 at the drop of a hat (free shuttle from the Yale cops), where to get a coke (25 cents in the kitchen. Thanks, Cokefor subsidizing my caffeine needs), and found that NESN comes in loud and clear in our humble little room. What else could we ask for to get by?
I will tell you about the RMH tomorrow, but by all indications, it is a great place run by some very dedicated folks.
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