The Roller Coaster is on the Up...

Guess what???? Kean got his feeding tube out today. Wow-- a cute face with no tape!!! This is wonderful news. I'll take a camera up tomorrow. You won't recognize him. Plus, he's getting cute, yummy, chubby cheeks. He's now at 6lbs and 4oz. That's exactly 2 pounds over his birth weight. And he did fabulous today. I'm all set to room in tomorrow night (Saturday onto Sunday). So that will be the true test. But I can say, things are clicking for Mister Miracle-- and I'll be shocked if we are not taking him home sometime in the first part of next week. I'm not getting my hopes up-- but he is a superstar. Plus, c'mon people, nearly 6 weeks in the NICU is long enough. He's earned it.
Perfect timing too. Tonight they are officially shutting down the NICU to everyone EXCEPT parents and grandparents. There was a huge, pro-football looking security guard stationed at the first entrance to NICU today. I jokingly asked him if he was there to keep all the little germy kids out. He said they had a man (father perhaps) threaten to take his baby out of there. Oh, the daily drama. Mark my words... one of these days we'll see Hollywood set a NICU unit as it's backdrop for some new hour long drama. I could help them with countless storylines! Maybe that's my way to pay off the growing set of hospital bills. I could put screenwriter on my resume just under professional hospital hanger-on-er.
Greer update: A few hours after moaning and groaning on the couch and a dose of Tylenol, she was running around. She had no fever during the night and was fine this morning. She begged to go to school. So she did. The head of NICU had to give me the okay to come in-- but only if I wore a face mask. They aren't messing around with this flu stuff, are they?