Home!

We are home.

Magnus slept reasonably well (by hospital standards) last night, but when he wasn't asleep, he clearly did not feel good. This morning, he was very fussy, insisted on being held all the time, and tried to swat away the nurses whenever they came close to take his temperature or listen to his heart! So, needless to say, we were relieved to be discharged, and since getting home, Magnus has definitely perked up, although he's not back to his normal self yet, and probably won't be for a few days.

Our regular cardiologist stopped by this morning to talk to us; she had only briefly read an e-mail from the cath doctor, and when I asked her about discontinuing oxygen, she said that since what we're doing is working, it didn't make sense to her to stop. Needless to say, I was not too happy to hear this. However, she agreed to talk to the cath doctor and make a final decision after reviewing everything more fully. So, fingers crossed that he talks some sense into her, or at least that we get some sort of reprieve from 24-hour-a-day oxygen, like maybe only at night. So, for now, we are back on oxygen (they had actually taken him off it in the hospital, and then he had to go back on it to go home, which is the opposite of how it usually works!)

Iggy is watching Magnus, and next on my agenda is to squeeze in a shower and a nap, and then I have to teach a class tonight; it's the first class of the summer semester, so I should try to be at least somewhat coherent and not scare off all my students!