We want to go hooooome!

Why is it that hospitals are determined to keep you captive?  When Jack was born, David and I sat in the room with our bags packed for hours before they finally discharged us.  Well, here we were with deja vu.  Our doctor came at 7:30, just like she said she would, and checked his eye and showed us how to do the drops.  My mom had come to pick us up and hadn't brought breakfast, thinking we'd be able to grab something on the way out.  We ended up having to wait so long just to be discharged that we settled from some bagels at the cafeteria.  It was bad timing with a shift change in nurses, and the new nurse didn't exaclty have her act together.  We were finally discharged closer to 10, and got the heck outta there!  We came home and attempted the eyedrops for the first time - Jack has 3 types of eyedrops and an ointment that he gets some combination of 4 times a day.  We had to tag team since someone needs to hold him 24/7 to be sure he doesn't claw the patch off.  (The doctor couldn't believe it when she saw him doing this.  Apparently, kids his age usually don't figure out how.)  Mom and I watched him while David got in a good nap.  I guess 4 hours of sleep in two days makes you sleepy. 

We are extremely sleep deprived, stressed out and have to do it all again in 3 weeks! Here is our little trooper: