Thursday night (tomorrow, or today depending on when I post this and when you read this) we are scheduled to get the Launch Pad.
The Launch Pad is where you spend the night in the hospital with your baby, without any monitors or nurses or help (except for a big button to call the nurses if you need it) so you can get used to being on your own before you are tossed into the scary non-NICU world alone.
You get the Launch Pad the night before you leave.
That’s right – we are scheduled to go home on Friday.
I am terrified to say it – and won’t really believe it until we are walking out the door with him, praying that a doctor won’t yell after us “Actually that last culture was positive” or “On second thought, we have a few more tests to run – we think there is still some money left in your insurance”
The last pieces are in place: Benjamin passed the car seat test, his prescriptions for home are filled, diapers are procured, the apartment is clean, the Car Seat Lady has trained us and installed our seat properly. Tonight Benjamin gets his last IV dose of anti-fungal. And then all there is left is Launch Pad.
It is a little bittersweet. We have been getting emotional just thinking of saying goodbye to all of our favorite nurses. We haven’t had a chance to properly thank half of them and we will miss many of them so much.
It is going to be so amazing to have Benjamin home with us. We’ve been waiting for long for this it doesn’t seem quite real yet. Though I imagine it will seem pretty real when we have a crying infant in our apartment at 2 in the morning.