Home

Friday was a beautiful day.  Just 2 weeks ago, Graham was dying.  His body stopped breathing and the fear of losing him was a reality, not a some day this will happen.  And here he is, defying odds like he always does and is coming home.  When I asked him if he thought he'd ever be doing this, he replied, "No, I never thought I would see home again." 



This is our front yard - very fitting for a Welcome Home for Graham.  Thank you Janie!!!

To better explain the sign, no, I'm not pregnant, Graham's donor lungs are from a very gracious woman who unfortunately did not need them anymore.

Home was not all rainbows and butterflies.  It was very difficult, almost questioning if this was the right move.  Graham was flustered and stressed with the commotion of his family and dog; this raised his heart rate and blood pressure which effects his breathing.  He tried to take everything on himself.  He was trying to do all his meds, IVs, and making his meals all alone.  I don't know if he was wanting to do this, to prove he could or he didn't trust me, believing I was inept of it all.  Pretty sure it was the latter.  To say he struggled and was frustrated was an understatement.  Saturday was so difficult, I didn't see this working out and neither us never able to return to work anytime soon. 

Come Sunday, I finally convinced him he can't do it all. If he wanted to make it to Jordan's game,  he had to allow me to help him and he had to just deal with it.  Needless to say, he caved and we made it to the game.  Getting outside was definitely good medicine for his psyche.  And by the end of the night, he was VERY tired, but in a much better place than the previous night.  We have made it into a routine already and I have this IV thing down.  Since it's Halloween season - maybe I should go find one of those nurse's outfits!