Jack's back. And so is Mom.
Yesterday, after six days of finally improving weight in the hospital and diagnosis of some milk allergies and low muscle tone, the doctors decided that Jack could go home to continue his regimens.
This was welcome news to everyone, but especially to those of us reliant on Mom to keep the house in order.
I won't list the number of people who helped us, both because it's too long and because it's slightly humbling. But we are in all of your debt for the prayers, food, chauffeur services, and babysitting (and cleaning help, much to my delight and chagrin!). And thanks to our friends at the city and the police association and the school district, who brought kind words and beautiful flowers to brighten up the hospital room!
Jack's prognosis is good. He'll be on a strict regimen of supplements and weigh-ins, with Mom toughing out a new "no-dairy at all" diet, which is harder than one would think. Jack will also have some neurologist exams and muscle tone exercises to 'pump him up', as his brother Max did before him.
All in all, we've been blessed again, and life continues onward and upward.
Thanks for everything.