Jack left the "demon" that possessed him- at the hospital, and is very happy to be home. He is doing ok with the fat-free diet (i say ok, because he's asking for the usual stuff he has here, pizza, mac'n'cheese..) and he is playing like old times in the basement and we've gone to the store, swung on the swings outside, and fed the ducks.
I'm tired. Very, very, very tired. And irritable.
So hopefully I'll kick back into my more creative, interesting blogger- that I know I am deep down.
But for now- so the masses know, Jack is home, safe and sound, and we are going to try to think positive, and stay home for good.