48 hours

In less than 48 hours, Conor will be discharged from Kennedy Krieger Institute's NeuroBehavioral Unit and will come home.

I would like to say that this is how I feel~

Unfortunately, I am a churning mass of anxiety, nervousness, depression, fearfulness and resignation mixed in with a fair dose of determination, hopefulness, wishfulness, wistfullness, and gratitude. It makes me quite nauseous, actually.

I would say I really feel more like this~

One of my favorite paintings, The Scream by Edvard Munch

In the end, it doesn't matter what I feel, really.  In less than 48 hours, my behaviorally-challenged son with autism, Tourettes, and (maybe, could be?) a mood disorder will be home full time again.