My nearly-18 year old was discharged today from paediatric respiratory clinic.
He was first on HDU at 6 weeks old from RSV and between 8-11 years he had 8-11 HDU admissions a year. There wasn't a lot of school and there was a lot of drama.
They kept him on because he's been in some research programmes.
He was discharged today, I knew it was coming but hadn't thought about it, so I said, "thanks" and they said "you're welcome" and got on with sorting the next poorly kid.
I'll drop some goodies into clinic before Christmas but "here is some dairy milk" seems a bit inadequate.
I'd never hoped that he'd get better. He's got medications to keep him well, but he IS well.
I always thought he'd die. It is amazing.