Discharge changed to Saturday 9am

Plans changed, life happened, I'm going to pick Denise up from the hospital at 9am tomorrow morning. Again, pray that everything that we've requested to have checked and in place will be taken care of, AND that we won't have to go back for any more stays in the hospital. Last weekend's discharge/E.R./readmit experience was an abysmal disappointment.
Today Gracie promised she'd "be nice to mommy this time." She was really traumatized by seeing mommy so sick & throwing up all the time last weekend, and it seems that she feels responsible for her going back to the hospital. I've reassured her that nothing happened to mommy because of her, except for smiles on mommy's face.
Jacob's pediatrician said that x-ray is iffy... a finger could be broken, or not. But since the radiologist won't be in to read the x-ray until Tuesday, we won't know for sure for a few days. In the mean time, he's getting Motrin and if the swelling increases or he doesn't start to seem better, then I'm supposed to take him to the E.R. So far, so good. He's adapting and starting to use his right hand to carefully eat and hold toys again as of this evening.