Argghhhh.

I went to post today and blogger wouldn't let me add

any pictures.  They say I've used up all my space.

So below, I've figured a way to circumvent it

by loading my pics onto flickr.

I'm blindly figuring my way through it.

Meanwhile, Kean is thrilled to be home.

He seems and acts so much better.

His biggest hurdle is still the fact that he goes to sleep

and then de-sats.  That's why he's on Oxygen.

His lungs are still too gunky to get deep breaths.

Here's the sheer torture part-- the cannula bugs him, so he pulls it out

and

pulls it out

and

pulls it out.

It's not a big deal during the day. 
We just pop it back in over and over again.

But at night....

I now know what it's like to be in Hades.

An alarm sounds each time he pulls it out.

Let's just say I stopped counting after I got up 22 TIMES

the first night home from the hospital.

Last night wasn't any better.

I have not resorted to duct tape --- YET!

I'm soooo open for suggestions.