Oh What a Busy Life I Lead

Hi Ya'll! My name is Abigail, but you all may know me as Peanut. I am still thinking of how to get my folks back for that; I'll take any suggestions. I have to make this quick because I snuck out of my cradle to send this message. I wanted to tell the story of my biggest week yet in my own words without mommy and daddy's fancy dancy words. As you all know I have been chillaxin' in the NICU, or as us babies like to call it "The Land Where Babies Rule", for the past 6 weeks. It's some cool livin' in those parts...all kinds of mischief happens when the lights go down, but I thought it was about time I got to teaching my 'rents the way life's gonna work under Abigail's reign. So about a week ago I started working on my plan to bust out of the NICU.

The first step was a G-Tube surgery since I am not quite hip to the sucking game yet. My parents scheduled it for Monday...silly parents...I had to show them who runs the show now. So I decided to throw a scare of pneumonia at them to delay the surgery until I was ready, which turned out to be Thursday morning. This way I got to go on my first ride outside the hospital, and I did it in style too...ambulance and all. I had my G-Tube put in on Thursday morning at North Central Baptist. It went well, of course, I'm a pro. The ride back to Wilford Hall was even better than the first, I got the royal treatment...lights and sirens. We left mommy and daddy in the dust!

After a few days recovery, the next step was extibation. That means that the last gosh-forsaken tube in my face was coming out! Thank goodness! Sunday morning was the day of freedom, the day I would get my voice back, the day I could really tell those doctors what I thought of their precious ventilator. Well, you know that went perfectly as well, and I got the good stuff afterwards too...100% pure O2. Talk about a cool high.

I soon realized that those folks of mine had gotten to planning again without consulting me. They were working on scheduling my discharge out of the hospital to this place they spoke about with a lot of laying around, sleeping and eating...uh hello, what have I been doing the last 6 weeks. I don't think these two are too sharp. Although, they did keep talking about this interesting creature named Killer who seems a lot cooler and more relaxed than them, so I figured it can't be that bad. None the less, I did need to keep them guessing and remind them whose in control here, so with a quick flick of the wrist, oh no my G-Tube came out. But those dang doctors swept in with a quick recovery and somehow fixed that problem faster than I expected. Oh well off to this new land we go.

Departure day arrived Tuesday and after several hours of saying goodbyes to my nurses and docs, or should I say butlers and maids, at the NICU, I escorted my parents to our new home in Seguin. We now are living with my Grandma and Grandpa Seguin in a not so dark forest. I am really enjoying it, I have a bigger bed, several rooms I party in, and come to find out, just as many butlers and maids. I think I'll stay here for while...these folks of mine are pretty cool, cheesy but cool. I'll check you kids later. Come check out my crib sometime. I'm out!