Shortly after I posted last Daylon's blood pressure slowly began to drop and within a couple of hours was in a healthy range. He held great pressures over 15 hours and Daylon was released from the hospital Sunday night! We were able to make our flights for first thing Monday morning! Woo-hoo! As usual, the trip was stressful and frazzling. This time they even patted down Daylon. Having his tummy patted a few days after surgery resulted in many tears. Plus, to save money, Brian flew with a different airline and landed at a different airport (note to self: not worth it), leaving me to carry Daylon in a blanket with his long feeding tube, his little backpack with the machine, the diaper bag, camera bag and the car seat all the way back to the VERY. LAST. ROW. of the airplane. Did I mention that in the process I managed to get his feeding tube caught on arm rests three different times and only knew when I had walked far enough away from the armrest that it was caught on that Daylon yelled out. By the time I got to our seats I was ready to cry along with him. One word: Nightmare. Anyway, after a long day and a good night's rest, we're home! We go to clinic tomorrow (and every few days for a while) to make sure that his blood pressure is under control. Today we're just spending it trying to get back into the swing of things. We'll keep you all updated as we know more!
Thank you for your prayers! I know that Daylon has made over obstacle after obstacle because he has so many wonderful people praying for him. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!