Today marks the one month anniversary that I took Georgia into the hospital. It seems like a lifetime ago. I spent the day in Emergency waiting for a room. We arrived up on the ward around 6:00 only to be moved into the PICU by 11:30 that evening. I have no doubt that the team of people who decided to take Georgia up to the PICU and put her on the VPAP saved her life. Thank you to any of you who may be reading this.
Tomorrow will be two weeks that we've had Georgia home. This time has been a gift. Mike and I consider the days since last weekend a bonus.
Yesterday and today have been good days. We didn't take Georgia outside yesterday because she slept most of the afternoon and she doesn't seem to bothered. She just loves hanging out with us and watching her sisters. Her favourite spot is of course her swing. She was in there again today. Dr. Mike made the comment that she looks like the queen holding court and we all laugh when we think about that now. She just looks around perfectly content like she knows something that we don't.
There is still lots of smiles and laughter. Yesterday she had us laughing though. Mike decided to grind up some flax seeds and the sound is very similar to her suction machine. She quickly looked around and sealed her lips shut. "You're not gonna get me!" She is obviously very alert still and we are enjoying every second with her.
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