Adieu, NICU

Mum and Dad were greeted with a bit of news today.  Max will be moving to a different hospital within a day. This means that he, Mum and Dad will have almost a full week before his surgery to get used to his new environment.  Although we will definitely miss the staff at the NICU of St. Boniface, this is one step closer to having Maximilian home and is also a step up in the type of room he'll be staying in. Because he's such a big boy now, and because he's gotten past all of his "major" complications, he's considered too old and too developed for the NICU.  His new environment will be better suited for his age, and will also allow for a bit more space so that Mum and Dad can be more comfortable while taking care of the little guy.

We would really like to make it clear; without the nursing staff, the doctors, the respiratory therapists, the occupational therapists, the phlebotomists, the everybody... Without them, our lives over the past six months would have been nothing but chaos, confusion and agony. We never felt bad leaving Max for the evenings, because we knew that the entire staff there is the most skilled, thoughtful and compassionate staff imaginable.  We would never wish this type of journey on anyone, but if anyone did have to go through it, we honestly would hope that they could do so with the St. Boniface staff helping them every step of the way.  We have formed some pretty unique bonds, and only hope that one day Max can fully understand just how amazing it was that he had such a large group of people care about him enough to see him through this whole thing.  We are ecstatic that this chapter in Max's life is coming to an end, but we will genuinely miss the wonderful people we have gotten to know over these 6 months.

Tomorrow, Max will get to meet his new friends at the Children's Hospital. I'm sure he'll wow them with his cuteness.