Out of the hospital!

Yay - we are all back to the hotel, but not after making a true Skees "always complicated" exit.

The nurses helped us wash Aiden's big ol' noggin to get the incision site really clean. Of course he was not a happy camper through that whole event. He was tired, hungry, unable to get his bearings with his giganto head and just plain unhappy. After the quick head bath, we dressed him and let him drink his milk before we strapped him into the stroller.

He INHALED his milk. Probably not a good idea to let him drink so much in hindsight.

Anyway, we were very anxious to get the heck out of there so once in his stroller, off we went. We were so close to smelling fresh air - made it down the elevator and almost to the exit when up came the milk...and then some.

We screeched to a halt and turned back around. Back upstairs to our newly vacant room we went. Round 2. Stripped him down, wiped him off, Cloroxed the smelly carseat and headed back out before someone could make us stay.

We're all very comfortably resting now. Ricky is feeling better. I haven't gotten hit with it yet (now taking Tamiflu to prevent it). And Aiden is visibly more comfortable on the cushy hotel bed than he was in the hospital attached to 18 different wires from various veins in his body.

Only thing is, with his eyes swollen shut it's hard to tell when he is awake and when he is asleep! :)