Eric has his head on the edge of the bed, he has Chris' hand resting on top of it. I know Chris is happy, his baby in his lap essentially and ever the dad. Who is doing the comforting here or it it both of them?? Eric, reminding Chris that he needs a dad, and yet showing me and Chris both that he has grown to be a man who can comfort us as well.
Emily is sleeping on the cot in the corner, her day was made not by her good grades or anything like that, but because his oxygen needs are a little less. Life has taught us how to read a ventilator...ten days after seeing one for the first time in our lives. When you leave one afternoon and dad is at 90% oxygen and you come back from class the next morning and it's 60% you smile more. Is he out of the woods?? We don't really know. Is he getting better? We THINK so but again, we don't really know. But it's a start...a teensy little baby step toward normalcy, toward being home again.
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