It’s April 7th…APRIL 7th!!! Perhaps only the most astute Rudy’s Beat followers will note that date, but for our family, I don’t think it’s a date we’ll ever forget. One year ago, it was the day we wondered would ever come; the day we got to bring Rudy home from the hospital. Maybe he missed the place a little and went back for a couple weeks before he was home for good, but we’ll never forget seeing those indefinite conversations begin to include ruminations of discharge dates. First the windows were spoken of in terms of potential weeks (give or take); then certainty increased and actual days and dates were pinpointed. Of course, the Rudycoaster made for a few fits and starts, but few days defy description like the one that saw seven months in the hospital come to an end.
…and it’s been a year. The docs were hoping that we could get Rudy out of the hospital for even as little as four to six weeks, just to create a bit of space before he needed to go back for the Glenn. I believe it was Dr. Rick who held forth that, beyond any medical reason, he felt it was important for Rudy to know what home was. That it was nothing like the regulated environment of the ICU. The bed is comfier at home–and you can snuggle in your sister’s, brothers’ or parents’ too. It’s warm sometimes, cold others. It gets light in the morning, dark at night, and flickers when the sun comes in through the trees. There’s noise from brothers, sisters and birds outside the window. There’s laughing, dancing, singing, nerf wars and wrestling matches. The room can smell like flowers, dinner (when Trish cooks) or Febreze (when Trish cooks tacos). Things change; there’s variety–hopefully experiencing that will instill a desire to fight his way out faster next time.
We’ve stayed put more than any other year we can remember, but have also been able to have our share of adventure. There’s no way around the trite observation of how quickly twelve months have flown by. They’ve been stuffed with the emotions and stresses that we’ve come to see as part of this unique journey. But along with the challenges come particular riches and beauty. We’ve been blessed to have twelve months of that.
Great to have you home, Rudy!
We never get tired of reliving that day. I think we’ll be watching this a few more times in our home tonight…