Lights out at Cornell

We are writing from the pediatric ward at Cornell, with Amichai sleeping soundly in his carseat (who needs a hospital crib?), and Shayna and I taking a moment to breathe. There is a lullaby mix playing next to us, a novel (and yet no less irritating) concept to parents of a deaf baby, and the lights are out in our room. Finally a moment to step back from all that has happened today.

Amichai had a successful bilateral cochlear implant surgery today. It is still hard to take in that under his Prince Leah get-up right now and his sweet little noggin, his two implants already lie, waiting for activation in a couple of weeks. The implants have already had their initial mapping, they are working beautifully and Amichai is doing amazing.

Our boy is such a trooper, it is truly incredible. He has been clearly uncomfortable for hours since he woke from the anesthesia, but he copes all knowingly by cuddling up, drinking plenty of fluids, and looking to each of us as best he can. We even got a few smiles. This boy is a champ.

We eagerly await the morning, when his bandages will be taken off and he will be checked by the surgeon...and we can walk out together into the fresh air and head back to Brooklyn. I think we will shed tears as we cross the Brooklyn Bridge. Home sounds like the most glorious thing right now.

What a day.

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