We've been going slowly crazy trying to get everything ready for Tristan to come home. Now we don't say that word anywhere near him- it tends to scare the preemies. I've been busy doing training with pharmacy, stoma and ostomy bag, and general stuffs.

Tristan did get cut today (cue random South Park reference)- the neonatologist did it with an audience of 3 surgical fellows... which I find amusing.