We are back in NC, safe and sound, in plenty of time for George’s surgery on Monday.
I think perhaps I’d be quite worried about George, but thinking about Sam’s two friends in the ICU sort of diverts that maternal anxiety….
Ian (who was rescued, unconcious, from the bottom of the pool) is off ECMO and the ventilator, although he’s requiring a helium/oxygen mask for breathing.
WC ( in Sam’s scout troop) just had another brain surgery last night. His mom’s quick email this morning said that he is still on the ventilator and not moving his arms and legs. However, she said in the same note that she’s cautiously optimistic.
I’m thinking that a couple of hours of work on George’s eyes is so minor, relatively speaking, that I really don’t have anything to stress about. So I won’t. And I’ll offer up the challenges of taking care of an uncomfortable post-op baby in arm splints (so he can’t rub his stitches) for the intentions of the Shaver family and the Cates family.
Still no photos… my adapter has yet to get unburied from the van. Brian is playing in his first soccer tournament in his new league this weekend (thankfully local… it’s a travel team, which I am not thrilled about) … and although I haven’t been going to watch him play, the luggage carriers in my family have been rather busy today 🙂 .