Christmas joy...

Fantastic news today: While Lincoln is not out of the woods he was allowed to come home for Christmas. When I got the call this morning I was very cautious, and felt afraid to get my hopes up. After work we headed to the animal hospital to see Lincoln. I realized I didn't take any baby food or yogurt with me. Maybe that was my own subconscious telling me that yes, Lincoln was going to come home for Christmas. When we got there we were called into the examining room and told Lincoln was being prepared for discharge. I'm still pinching myself. We were given very strict instructions, a medication schedule and follow up schedule. We were also told that he's not out of the woods. His lungs are pretty crummy and we have doctors orders to let him be lazy and recouperate. Not a problem. I get lazy. I've got to say sitting in the car with Lincoln on my lap was a pretty terrific feeling. He's in his newest sweater, enjoying the mist from his brand new humidifier and resting comfortably on the new sheets I put on the bed. I have a very, very happy and relieved little girl tucked away in bed too. My house feels complete again. Santa, wherever you are in your sleigh tonight I hope you have safe travels. We have cookies out for you, but fair warning. Next year we're expecting the cookies to be a little higher so Lincoln can't get to them. We can't thank the amazing staff at Rascal enough, or Dr. Kristin Caudy from Village Gate enough. Thank you. Thank you to everyone who reached out to us, prayed, hoped, crossed their fingers are read Lincolns story. His story is just beginning, and as a family we have made it our vow to take this eye opening experience and do our share to help protect animals and raise awareness. Lastly, on this most merry of Christmas Eve Lincoln thanks you. Merry Christmas from Lincoln Land.