After 19 days, 2 procedures, 2 N/G tubes, 1 PICC line, 3 x-rays, 3 ultrasounds, dozens of needle sticks and blood draws, 1 blood transfusion, 16 IV feedings, more than 50 trips back and forth to the Cleveland Clinic, 38 sleepless nights between me and my wife, and too many doctors, nurses, and other medical professionals to keep track of, we brought our son home yesterday. He is home, happy, and, most importantly, healthy.
Thank you to everyone who took the time to share a thought—here, via Twitter, Facebook, or by email. You might not think it was a big deal, but every message I received meant a lot, and taught me a lesson on compassion and caring that I will never forget and plan on repaying at every opportunity. For starters, I’ll be donating blood to pay back the anonymous donor that made my son’s transfusion possible.
Finally, keep an eye on the blog, my Twitter feed, and my new Facebook page. Once I collect all of our medical bills, I’ll be running a contest to see who comes closest, without going over, to the total, unadjusted cost of a 19-day hospital stay at the Cleveland Clinic. A prize of a yet to be determined nature awaits.
Back to regularly scheduled employment law programming tomorrow, with a post on why you should listen to the advice of your employment attorney.