The kids have loved visiting daddy whenever I have taken them (at least three times), however they don't really know what's going on. George had a really good theory though. George saw both cars in the garage when we got home and said, "Mommy, why doesn't daddy have a car? Daddy's stuck at the hospital because he doesn't have a car!". I have explained to him that daddy's sick and the doctors are helping him to be better, but the amazing imagination just cannot be hindered! It's also helped the kids that Scott was on a business trip just before he was admitted, and only home one day before. Also, him having work days down the hill normally also means they're use to him being gone for a few days at a time without seeing him. Both of these things have helped them a lot. Basically, the stress is pretty well controlled and we're trying to keep things as much as in routine as possible. I'm really worried it will be hard to keep it that way, but that's my goal! This whole thing really is a journey!
The view and atmosphere of the hospital is super nice. He's able to walk freely around, and we can visit at any hour without being turned away. There is also a view of Mary Birch, where I gave birth to Emilie so we're pretty familiar with the surrounding layout. The nurses have been so kind to Scott and we're super thankful for/to them! There's been a lot of tests, diet restrictions, some fasting, and biopsies, so hopefully the doctors will be able to make an accurate diagnosis, cure and have him on his way home within a week. Realistically, I don't know if that's going to happen, but this I do know... He's going to get better, and he'll come home when it's time. I have no idea of the road ahead, but I know it's going to be okay. Thank you for all the thoughts and prayers for Scott, we feel them and are so thankful for them. We've felt peace, and we're keeping our chins up.