Better and better

It is hard to keep track of what happens. Now it happens so quickly, and so far it is always better. For instance, he is now taking 2 ml of breast milk an hour.

First, his chest tube came out today. Dr Yang said that the body would produce serum anyway as long as a foreign body was there to irritate it, and it would provide a path for infection, so out it came.

Second, his vent might come out as early as Monday, which is huge.

Third, I got to hold him like a real baby, in my arm for forty-five minutes. When they moved him over to me he turned red and scrunched his face and wailed silently as if expecting some fresh torment, but when he realized it wouldn't be so, he opened his eyes and we calmly studied each other for a long time until he fell asleep.

Many times I thought this day would never happen . . . . And here it is.

And then . . . Tomorrow my daughter and I go home, leaving Bonnie and Flynn behind.

But we are waiting. Waiting for Flynn.