When I mentioned yesterday that we'll be missing Micah's coos that we heard before his surgery, I didn't mean to imply that he won't be able to talk. He is able to make sounds... the sounds are just raspy compared to before. And he's now taken to growling, so rather than being our courageous lion, we might have to call him our bear cub.
The ENT doc came in this morning to see if I had any additional questions. He was trying to be encouraging that we would actually be able to go home soon, whereas other babies in a similar circumstance would not because their parents would be struggling this week about placing a g-tube. But Micah already has a g-tube, so he'll get to go home. It was as if he expected me to be thankful that Micah already has a g-tube. Can't quite get to "thankful" that he has one because he needs it. But I am definitely thankful that the technology exists. If it didn't, I don't think our little guy would be alive (I'm actually not sure how long ng-tubes vs. g-tubes have existed, but I think you get my point).
So speaking of going home... MONDAY! Micah is scheduled for a sedated echocardiogram at 7:15am on Monday. If all looks good, he will be discharged on Monday afternoon. Yay!