It's not that I don't want Averi to go home, of course I do, but I just wanted to make sure that the doctor knew what she was getting in to. I have a house full of family and her counts are no where near 500. He explained that her numbers were trending up so he wasn't worried about them going back down again and that everyone at home would have to wear a mask when they were around Averi. Um...ok?
Once again I am faced with the moment I have been waiting for for weeks and my excitement feels forced. As much as I 'love' being at the hospital, going home makes me nervous and doesn't really provide much more freedom.
(While I packed I put Averi in the jumper for the first time - do you love the backdrop? She liked it, although I don't know how much actual jumping she did.)
So, 3 weeks and 6 days after starting cycle 2, we packed up our Christmasy hospital room and headed home decked out in masks. It's funny, if Averi would keep a mask on, none of the rest of us would have to, and since the main hallway of the hospital is infested with germs I have to carry Averi to the car with a blanket over her head like I'm trying to smuggle her out of there. Hopefully it was a safe smuggling and we will have an uneventful time away from the hospital.