Home Sweet Home

He's home! We got back about two hours ago. Mark is beat, but happy to be here. The boys are ecstatic, although they have finally settled down. Kaitlyn is MIA, at a friend's house. I am ... tired, like I can finally relax a bit. I know better than to get too comfortable! The docs opted not to start him on the hydroxyurea therapy yet, because they/we need to thoroughly discuss and prepare for the risk factors. And they didn't do a phlebotomy because of the significant chance of anemia. (They did give him magnesium and blood thinners and started him on a new prescription: a slow release nitro-type medication that will hopefully head off some of the chest pain.) So ... we'll see how it goes. I don't know how long he'll get to stay home before we do this all over again. I don't want to be pessimistic, but I'm prepared for it to be a relatively brief spell. But who knows? Maybe the tide will turn for awhile.