Last Scheduled Admission

"I'm looking at my old country, Washington, DC." 

Today is a big milestone.  Fionny made counts today, so we have just been admitted into the hospital for what could theoretically be the last time.  At the very least, it is definitely our last scheduled admission.  Now to be realistic, we will probably have at least a few more hospitalizations for fevers or the like before this journey is complete.  But still...it's the last inpatient stay that is part of Fionn's protocol.  That feels like something to celebrate.

Speaking of celebrating, this admission means that our Thanksgiving this year will also be spent in the hospital.  We will most likely be discharged on Thursday late afternoon or early evening.

Although we originally felt melancholy about the idea of being here on Thanksgiving, Conor and I have both come to terms with it.  I think I speak for both of us when I say that we are actually totally fine with it now.  In fact, we had an opportunity to reschedule this inpatient stay for last weekend to avoid a Thanksgiving hospitalization, but we chose to wait.  We all needed a weekend at home.  And, based on Fionn's counts today (just barely above the 750 threshold), his little body needed a few additional days to recover.

So our Thanksgiving will look a little different this year.  Heck, our whole life has looked pretty different lately!  Why should Thanksgiving be any different?

I'll update again soon with news from our hospital stay.