Car ride home

Isaac and I came home last Wednesday night! We were so happy to leave the hospital that I left the blog world to really enjoy this time.
As far as results from isaac's MRI, the surgeon and pediatrician decided that the group of cysts just need to be watched. We have some follow up visits at the end of the month to see if they are growing or getting smaller on their own (which of course is what we hope for).
In the mean time we are enjoying our time with Mimi and papa from Utah and being home!!!

Leaving the room

View from my window

Some of you may be wondering if staying nearly a week in the hospital after having a baby is normal in Italy, the answer is NO. If all went well during delivery general rule is to leave after 48 hours, for c-section it's a day or so longer.
Everything went fine with delivery (a story I will soon share) And yet we are still here.

You see back in September there were some questions raised about our little guy due to some blood work results. Since that time I have been followed a by a team of dr.s that found through a level2 ultrasound a possible problem with isaac's intestine. We knew that at birth there would be additional tests done to check out his body for proper function. In the end all nearly checked out fine. He pooped well and was able to start nursing (which he is great at).
So why are we still here??? In a further ultrasound after birth there is a doubt about a cyst. Yesterday Isaac had an MRI and another ultrasound, today we wait for the results and to hear if the doc's think surgery is necessary and when.
It is fairly common in italy to keep the mother with the baby for nursing, ect...

Giovanni,Charlotte & I have been very prayerful these past few months. We have faith and the knowledge that miracles happen. We know the Lord is mindful of us and our needs as well as this specific situation. Whatever the outcome may be we go forward with trust in Him and a firm testimony that through our Savior, Jesus Christ we can be made whole. If it be from physical elements, feelings of helplessness, loneliness or despair. He can HEAL us.
It is with this knowledge that I go forward with hoping for good news today.

The other side of the room

Here are some photos of my hospital room. As you may note there are a few differences from a state side facility, no t.v. Or phone in the room. Normally I would be sharing a room (I have had 2 different roommates) but I guess things have slowed down the past few days, not that I mind, I prefer to be alone. Sleeping in a room with someone else and their new baby is no picnic!
One of the reasons I choose this hospital over any other was because each room has a private bathroom. Not always the case, in many places there are only a few bathrooms/ floor and you have to share the toilets as well as the showers with everyone. In most of those places a "common" eating room with an assigned hour is normal.
Although not AMAZING in amenities I am comfortable here, but hope to be home very soon! Isn't that how most people feel in any hospital?

Hospital room

From the door.

From window

My hospital room.

Hospital breakfast

Most everyone raves about Italian food and "si" I agree that for the most part, the food is "kiss your fingers and hold them up" wonderful (translation for Italian hand gesture: too fantastic for words good); However, when it comes to breakfast I have always thought there was something missing. Here is an example of what I am given to eat in the morning. A bowl of warm milk, a sugar packet and 3, count them 3 little cookies in a package! I usually have a few hidden items from previous meals (fruit or bread) to help hold me over to the next meal, but what about all of those other hungry hospital patients???