June 14, 1990 – Thursday

I woke at 5 AM this morning and Eli had slept all night long. I had all of Eli’s cares completed by 8 AM and Henry arrived thirty minutes later.  I could just tell by his demeanor and the look on his face that he was intent on causing trouble and my heart sank.

The EU social workers came in and a discussion was held while Eli was receiving some packed red cells before going home. Social Services deemed it was not safe for Eli to go home due to Henry; they said they could not ensure Eli’s safety therefore they would not allow Eli to go home. After the hospital staff left Eli’s room, Henry just looked at me and sneered, then he walked out of the room leaving both Eli and I crying.  I held my son in my chair bed and just soothed him the best I could, and then when Eli quieted down, I phoned Hannah and we both spoke with her and Noah. Then I called my lawyer to let him know what had happened.

After touching up my makeup, I took Eli down to the gift shop to pick out a couple toys. I did not have the heart to leave Eli to go to my car and retrieve some of the items I had packed earlier so Eli chose two new toys and we went back to his room. Eli and I were both depressed at not leaving, but he played and watched movies until he was tired and sleepy. I was literally cursing Henry before I fell asleep.