Homecoming on Tuesday

Reuben's doing much better today, thanks everyone and we're planning on bringing him home directly from the PICU tomorrow. He's off the percussive breathing treatment and is being weened from the oxygen.

In other news today, a while ago I bought tickets for us all to see the Broadway production of Mary Poppins in Downtown LA, I thought, a very January thing to do, and whilst Jason watched Reuben, Callum and I had a wonderful matinee date at the theatre. It's an absolutely thrilling spectacle and left me with a huge wide eyed grin of pleasure across my face. Callum was enthralled with the first half and slept soundly snuggled into my chest through the second half. Is that not perfection!


And we had a box to boot because we'd booked disabled seats which allows us to slip out easier and I guess the box was the best way they could give that accessibility.

And then I wanted to get back to see Reuben so we traded places and I sat reading and signing with Reuben all evening, a host of Drs, nurses and RTs coming in to visit. No nothing to do, we just want to see Reuben. Reuben completely steals the heart of everyone whom he meets, teaching them to sign, making them laugh, willing them to stroke his gorgeous dirty blonde curls. One of the Drs made him a pig (or is it a rabbit) out of a peeing jug and blew up a bright blue exam glove, sketching in a face and the fingers became a shock of Mohican hair. With such new toys, a little smile crept across Reuben's left side. He has such a cool, dry, sense of humour, like a great actor.

Recorded on Dr A's official notes were the words "Reuben, my favourite patient...". It was the same Dr whom Reuben had shown the door to with a very decided point of his left finger!