We made it.
103 days. 4 hospitals. 1 Helicopter ride. 1 Ambulance ride.
Overcoming 1 drug addiction.
Repeatedly defying odds.
Friday at 4 p.m., Chaia was discharged from the Cleveland Clinic.
What this means:
She is home. Lots of prayers answered right there. She still cannot take her feeds orally, so she came home with an NG tube. She is on round the clock meds. I may post a 'glimpe into the day' post sometime so you can see how many meds we give throughout the day. But she is home. And we slept in our own bed/crib for the first time since September.
What this doesn't mean:
That we are out of the woods by any means. Chaia's heart is still compromised...She is growing and thriving (she wore 9 month clothes on her 6 month birthday)...but there are still many unknowns. So this means you don't get to stop kneeling.
We are elated. I have a couple videos that I want to get on here, but I am about to lose it because of the frustration of the movie making program and the uploading process. So, there may not be videos.
But for now, know we are home and that the benefit dinner put on for Chaia by the Smithville United Methodist Church was a huge hit.
Jesus is good.
And He's not done yet.