Hopeful versus Realistic

I am a TERRIBLE MOM WHO slept until after 10…and awoke to the “boing, boing,” of Michael’s phone ringing.

It was Dr Friedman with an update. Marshall is doing well, coming out of sedation nicely, and his blood levels & circulation are stable.

I argued a bit with him over when the vent should come out. He said I was being “hopeful.”  And that Wedesday or Thursday was “realistic.”

Here’s hoping “hopeful” wins. I’ve already seen what our little boy is capable of.

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