TCH Day 1::Grey Day

You know how a president ages from the stress...it's starting to take it's toll on me. I found my first grey hair. In my EYELASHES! A grey eyelash?!?! I did not even know your eyelashes could or would grey. Maybe I'm turning albino from lack of outdoor exposure...like a mole-person.

So, here we are in the hospital. Again. It was a miserable, nasty drive in. It has rained for almost 4 days. Seems as though the same goes for Houston.

Tonight we are just getting settled. All the fun starts tomorrow. No pokes today and I think I was able to finagle no pokes until he is under anesthetic gases for his PICC tomorrow. Only bummer, he has to be NPO (unable to eat) after 4am. That is going to make for a cranky bébé.

Auntie M and Uncle Johnny visited this evening and brought us a delicious home cooked meal. Yea! In case you were wondering, hospital food is insanely unhealthy and disgusting. So our care package was super much appreciated!!

I guess I should go shower and search for more greys while Wes is asleep.




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Location:Fannin St,Houston,United States