We made it home okay from Atlanta yesterday late afternoon. The kids were extremely happy to see us...but in particular to see me. They have been talking to me on and off all week as I could but to see and touch Mommy was something much different. My oldest daughter, Katie, ran up to me and refused to budge until she was lifted up on to the wheelchair that I was on. My son, Ryan, refused to leave my side while I was in the car until he had his hugs and even then he was worried that I was going away again. I had to reassure him that I was going home just like him. At home, I was treated to all of the cards the kids had colored for me that my parents put on the sliding glass door.
The two oldest kids are off to my brother's place for the week while my youngest, Bella, is at my parents' house for the week. My oldest "baby" is coming home today, our furry one called Maggie (who just happens to look like a shetland sheepdog to some).
My anti-anxiety med for flying worked pretty well but I couldn't take any prescription pain meds until it wore off. Last night was pretty bad with pain on my right side and again this morning. Jeff and I aren't too surprised with all of the work that was done on that side.
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