Little Champ

Finn is doing so great. Everyday his X-Rays get better and better. Today they took off most of his bandages, so we got to check out his scars from surgery/chest tubes. He's a total pincushion, though! A Finncushion. He's been poked more times by needles and scalpels and tubes. Poor guy. Today he is sitting up in his crib and laughing and playing!! It's so wonderful. He started physical therapy, b/c he has to build his chest expansion and basic physical strength back up. They said he will probably have negative associations with hospitals for a long time (duh). But they suggested bringing him to the hospital when the new baby is born. It's a different hospital, and hopefully will replace some negative associations with happier ones. He's still a bit puffy all over from all of the IV meds and just lying around. But he looks a little more like the Finn we know and love everyday. Gotta go play with the boy! Oh thank goodness. :)

I hopefully will have a photo report tomorrow spanning from before surgery to now. Even I am astonished at the progress. I think I have already started to repress some of the initial memories of how he looked after surgery, and that was only a week ago. Looking through my camera, I was shocked to remember how he looked. It's amazing what the body will do to heal, emotionally and physically! In my case, the first sight of Finn feeling better pushes those awful days down to some recesses of my memory. In Finn's case, a few days of no tubes and finally "rounding that corner" have produced an ecstatic 2 year old (and ecstatic family members, to boot!).

Fingers crossed to be home by Christmas!