Home. Sleeping with my baby tonight, getting up and getting his breakfast tray, toast on the right (no pooled butter) fruit on the left. New box of Lucky Charms, I'm not sure where the last bowl disappeared to. Our own private nurse who also is a brother and very strong.
There was the man who brought oxygen and another guy dropped off the IV stand and supplies. Hospice came and did an assessment. I'm learning so much about catheters and pain meds, oxygen and where to place pillows for the most comfort.
A nurse told me she had never encountered anyone excited to go home and have hospice come. I told her I didn't think I'd have another chance to hear him talk, let alone go home, after last week. God has given us more time. And every time Steve smiles at me or caresses my hand, I thank Him.