As in, back in.
My little one spent this week in the hospital.
We're home tonight, but it's been a really long week. We're thankful that it's over.
I'm on vacation until Tuesday, and feeling grateful that I don't have to think about this weekend, other than some meals, a doctor's visit, and administering drugs.
Slowly I'm beginning to feel like I'm part of the world again, as four walls had become far too familiar.
Someone really needs to tell this young pastors' kid that Christmas Day isn't the day to earn a hospital admit through the ER. I'm just sayin'. And I'm only saying it because he's on the way to being well. And I'm so very thankful for that.