Well, the lavage came out this morning.
Crossing my fingers that all goes well today with his meds, and he doesn't start rubbing again.
If all goes well, he may get to come home tomorrow.
Again, happy and nervous/anxious all at the same time.
I hate waiting.....and wondering.
I hate him not being home.
I hate that someone else is taking care of him because it should be me, but at the same time I'm so relieved that it is someone else taking care of him because they are pro's and should be able to do it better than I can.