We are home.
And I will write a better and more full update at naptime, but I wanted to thank everyone for your love, prayers, emails and phone calls. I'm pretty sure all that praying is what got Grey home so quickly.
We still don't know what's wrong, but doctors are pretty sure that his joints were swelling up as a result of an ear infection, and that hopefully as the ear infection heals, he will start to be able to walk again. Poor Grey.
Until then, he sits in the middle of an island of toys, watching his brother run around and steal whatever he has.
He's not used to holding still, he's been mobile for over 6 months, but he still doesn't quite understand the concept of sitting and watching a movie.
I just can't stop praying and thanking God it's not worse.
I was steeling myself to hear "cancer".
We're going to stall the boys birthday party, for anyone wondering. Hopefully next week will be a happier one and throwing a party t the end will seem like merriment not added stress.
Oh,and if you're wondering why this post has so many typos... Im writing on my phone.