After watching him for 24 hours Dr. Daugherty was satisfied with Matthew’s condition and released him to come home. It’s not everyday you get to pick up a “prince” so Auntie Kim and I accepted the honor with much pomp & circumstance. We donned Matthew’s “The King” hat, “My First Turkey Day” Bib, his “DAD” Teddy bear and placed him in his stroller (I mean chariot). Then we covered him with blankets bearing trains and cars for the ride home.
So what happened? The prevailing theory is that the lack of morning meds, reaction to “contrast”, large dose of IV fluid, and use of anesthesia coalesced to form a perfect storm that bore down on the unsuspecting shores of Whomagoo Island. Now, with hindsight on our side, we know to leave him in the hospital over night after all future Heart-Cath’s.