Well, hi from the hospital.
Michael seems to be better today, which is a cause for Heavenly rejoicing. Having a sick child sucks.
I find, as I walk through the halls in search of coffee or private bathroom facilities, that I envy those recently showered. Besides sleep, and sunshine, I miss showers more than most things.
My mother is due here shortly to relieve me, so that I can go home and bathe.
Michael currently has had at least as many tubes removed, as he still has in. That's a vast improvement. Still no word on when we may expect to go home. My understanding at the outset was that a week to 10 days was the very minimum. That puts us home early next week....maybe.
He's been sick enough, so far, that he has not suffered ennui. That should be our next hurdle.
This sort of thing has the effect of thowing a large dose of perspective on one's life. Nothing much matters when your kid is near death. Heck, food and rest seem to be luxuries.
We are thankful for so very much. The prayers, the people, and the relationships that have sustained us here, grant us so much cause to smile.
I'll keep you posted.
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