More hospital:(

I spoke too soon. The neonatologist called this morning and said they want to keep Elijah another day. He wasn't eating too well last night, only taking about an ounce, and are worried it may be the start of more issues. Or, he could simply not have been hungry. They just want to watch him another day to be sure. I am so disappointed. I know it is lame, but I really wanted both of them home by their one month birthday, which is today. I know another day is nothing compared to all we've been through, but it sucks.

To add to the never-ending bad news, my dad had a heart attack this weekend. He didn't want anyone to tell me until I was out of the hospital. Apparently he was having pains while he was driving and pulled into a police station. They called the paramedics, but by the time they arrived he felt fine. They urged him to go to the hospital just to get checked out and it turns out he did indeed have a heart attack and they ran a bunch of tests. The drs thought they could do an angioplasty but his arteries are too blocked. Tomorrow he is having bypass surgery. It is so scary to know that one day someone could seem just fine and the next are having life saving surgery. Please keep him in your thoughts. Right now he is mostly worried about the cost. He doesn't have health insurance and kept telling the drs that he can't pay for any of this and to just let him go home. I know everyone has differing views on country's healthcare, but for someone to be more worried about cost than his own life, that is just awful.

My dad and I have never been super close, but over the past few years he has been around a lot more. He helps with house projects, watches the dogs, etc. I think he likes being needed. I am his only child and these are his first grandchildren and I know he has been excited about them. I have to admit that I am feeling a little stressed knowing that we are all he has and that he might need to come stay with us while he heals after his surgery. Of course, I feel super guilty letting those thoughts come, but I am not quite sure what we will do. I guess take it one day at a time.

Here is a pic of my dad and Hazel.