No real news to report (which is good news) about my mom, other than she is officially out of the ICU and in a regular room (it is still cardiac care, but no longer ICU). She only has one tube going into her remaining, the one going into her neck and that is it! She asked me to bring her a chocolate chip cookie to eat (so that is good that she actually wants to start eating a little bit). The girls and I left for the hospital around 2p.m. (we would have left right after lunch but Whitney let me know that she would NOT wait to have her bottle until we got down there, so I thought maybe I better feed my child first :) We visited with my mom and dad for a while and showed my mom the watercolor Anne made for her. After a while, Anne was starting to bounce off the walls and my mom was looking tired, so my dad and I took the girls to ride the "people mover" so that my mom could take a nap.
We went from Methodist to Riley Hospital for Children (where Whitney had her open-heart surgery) and at Riley we rode the elevators, looked at a train model, doll house, and Anne threw coins into the fountain. My Dad asked her if she would like to make a wish. She wished to put the penny into the fountain. She put the penny in the fountain and then asked if she could make another wish. This time my Dad asked her what her wish was and she said she wanted to throw the penny into the fountain. Wouldn't it be nice if she was always this easy to please :) We then rode back & Anne remembered when Whitney had been in the hospital that my Dad or Mike would take her to ride the people mover and Mike told her he saw the troll that lives under the bridge (from the Three Billy Goats Gruff book). Anne told us today that she saw the troll and he was eating chicken burritos. Funny :) We stayed until about 7p.m. then had dinner downtown and got home around 8:30 tonight. We will head back down tomorrow and hopefully my mom will be feeling even better!
I also read some of the comments from the blog to her, she enjoyed hearing the messages from everyone and laughed at some of them (particularly, the Tanqueray comment from Jenny Jones)
My Dad is doing great through all of this, I know it is VERY stressful for him, so if you think about it, could you say a prayer for him (and for my 91 year old grandmother, Kay - even if you are 91 and your baby is 59, it is still hard to know your baby is going through this!)