July 6 - T Minus 7... or is it 8? 6?

20:38 - A stolen moment here between laundry loads. Max had a good day. He has been REALLY awake and alert during the past couple of days, says the Daddy. Yesterday was the first day since he was born that I didn't go to the hospital. On July 4, Phoo took Meaghan to my sister's annual party while I went to see Max. Sometime around 18:00 she barfed pretty badly so he took her home. The next morning she was running a low grade fever so I decided to stay home and sent Phoo to the hospital all day. She was better today, so I went to the hospital for a couple of hours this morning before sending Phoo.

Looks like immunizations are gonna happen after a couple of days letting the doctors decide whether they were going to. The risks of Max bruising/bleeding are far outweighed by immunizing's benefits, at least at this stage for this round of shots.

Max' PT went okay today. He fussed the whole time but sure did like being bounced on the exercise ball. His neck control continues to improve. It totally wears him out. He passed out a couple of days ago during his PT, see?


Forgot to mention he also had his first real bath two days ago. He really liked it. Not.

Well we've pretty much committed (tentatively) to bringing Max home NEXT Monday. As I said yesterday there's a lot to do between now and then. I asked Meaghan today if she was ready to see Baby Brother, and she furrowed her brow and said, "No. Beebee Matts with dotors." "Do you want Baby Max to stay with the doctors?" "Yeah." Oh brother, we're in for it.