Back home!

Whew!

Keri Lynn and I got back home this morning a little the worse for wear! But we are back. Keith picked us up from the airport, took us home and then headed back to work again. The kids were more than happy to see me back -- especially Kristofer!

Keri Lynn is doing well.

Bear with me if I am repeating myself . . .

Keri Lynn did fracture her skull at the back of her head and then the brain bounced off the the back and hit the front of the brain in the impact (like in a car accident), so the front of her brain has some small contusions. In the course of all of this, she was seen by an ER doctor, a neurologist, a neurosurgeon, a cardiologist and the PICU doctor. She had two CT scans, several EKGs, a very cool looking EEG, a 24-hour halter monitor for her heart rate, several bags of IV fluids, and a chance to rest in a hospital bed.

I joined her at the hospital in Miami on Tuesday morning and we didn't leave that hospital until Thursday afternoon. Most of the reason we stayed so long was so that her heart could be monitored. Her heart rate got really low, so they wanted to make sure she was stable enough to go home. Doctors and nurses would look at her heart rate and would ask, "Are you an athlete?" because it was so low. However, one of the doctors did explain that it's common for people with head trauma to have low blood pressure and heart rates for a while, while the brain recuperates.

Now, she just needs to take it easy for three of four weeks while her head heals. We've told her that it's "all in her head". Ha ha ha!

Anyway, yesterday, Keri Lynn and I made a mad dash to the airport after FINALLY being discharged thinking we'd get on a flight back home. Instead we hung around the airport for about seven hours and experienced the "fun" of flying stand-by. We ended up going to a hotel room that night to sleep four hours and then go out on th first flight out this morning. Needless to say, poor Keri Lynn is pretty wiped out today. I'm not exactly Miss Perky myself either.

But we are both grateful to be home and thankful for everyone's prayers and phone calls and gifts and meals. A big thanks, too, to the mission trip leaders who stayed with her through the whole ordeal until I could get there, and for the use of a working cell phone (mine did not work in the hospital), and rides to and from the airport, prayer, etc. A big thank you to our church! We love you guys!