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Becky came home today at about noon. She was probably doing a lot better yesterday than today. She is still occasionally nauseous and the pain is pretty hard to suppress. She has zero energy most of the time. When she does give you some moments of lucidness they are followed by long rests. She has a temperature and headache presumably caused by the trauma and the narcotics respectively.

The boys did not see her in the hospital so Sunday is the first time their mom since they went to bed Thursday night. They were very cognisant of her pain and while very excited to see her didn't really need much instruction about how to stay away from her. They are being very responsible little caregivers. I hope it lasts.

Keaton is very interested in every detail of her condition. His mom certainly came home with lots of interesting stuff attached to her that he of course needed to ask about 32 different ways like a 4 year old does. Beyond the bandages she has multiple visible tubes that I thought would scare them but they just think it's interesting. Two tubes are for a constant drip of drugs into the chest the other tubes are to keep the swelling down.

We just happened to have some overlap with the grandparents right at the time Becky came home which happened to be very lucky. We needed a lot of hands to get Becky set up and handle three kids in various states of excitement, hunger and exhaustion. I tried hard to convince Becky that we needed these pillows with arms that my grandma had so she could be more comfortable like the hospital bed. There wont be another time that I can buy those and not feel like a completely lazy bum.

For the record unconscious Becky means no reality shows or vampire shows. The wonders of pharmaceuticals never cease to amaze.