Home sweet home...
Finally made it home. Waited for hours upon hours to be taken to have my central line removed (by the way, ouch!). Made it home around six and had 10 minutes at the dinner table with the kids before I collapsed.
Trevor was super cuddly, Juliette was a little under the weather, and Hayden is Mr. Independent. But the dogs? I'm guessing they were exiled from the big bed by Grandma Denise in my absence so they were absolutely overjoyed by my return. I think a few weeks of convalescence will be right up their alley. They've pretty much been rehearsing for this their whole lives.
Never thought I would get so much pleasure from laying my head on my own pillow. It's better than Vicodin. Sweet dreams.