Well, we made it to Houston last night. The "kangaroo crew" arrived at Primary's just after 4pm and we got to Texas Children's about 10pm local time. This is the plane we flew on, it had just enough room for Bridger's stretcher, the doctor, the nurse, respiratory therapist and me. Bridger was strapped into a makeshift carseat on a stretcher, I was worried that he would get stressed out being strapped in for so long, but he did great! Half way through the flight I was able to hold him for a bit, but he was too busy playing with the medical team to be held down by mom. Flying in, we were able to see the medical center, it is as big as Salt Lake-just the medical center! It is all very overwhelming. One of the big reasons we chose Texas was that they said I could sleep at the bedside, as I have been doing at Primary's. When we arrived, however, they said that I would have to sleep in the waiting room. After all that had happened yesterday, this about pushed me over the edge. I explained our situation, and how in the last 11 months I had only been away a handful of times, and in the end we worked it out. I had to sign a release to let Bridger sleep in a big bed with me, but we did it. I am ordering a sleep cot that I can tuck away during the day, so that he can sleep in a crib, but until it gets here, Bridger is stuck sharing with me. This morning, I went to start some laundry on the 16th floor and grabbed something to eat, but I got lost on my way back to the PICU. This hospital is 22 floors in itself and there are bridges to all of the other hospitals as well. I am not sure what I am doing, but I guess I'll figure it out. A couple of the benefits here are that I can eat in the room with Bridger and I don't have to leave for shift change. So even though, we are very far from all of our support and love at least Bridger and I can be together other than when I have to shower, get food or do laundry. We miss you all so much. This is the scariest thing that Danny and I have ever had to do, but when I get past my fear, I still fell that this is right for our son.
30 months-Pondering "The Savior of the World"
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