I looked at him, I looked at the empty bed, I looked back at Josh.
"Um, aren't we missing someone?"
"Yeah, he's giving a private tour of the floor."
I sat down and waited, and in a minute or so was rewarded by my walking, smiling Sam bursting through the door with our good family friends.
He jumped up on the bed, Aaron and Sam proceeded to play one of the many games he's received and everyone sort of marveled at Sam's good mood. The difference one transfusion of blood and platelets makes in 24 hours...
|Sam and some very POWERful friends :-) (and check out Sam's SUPER shirt from the Schorrs!)|
"Dad, doing all this chewing hurts my teeth."
Everyone else enjoyed the rest of their meal as I ordered Sam a yogurt smoothie from food service to give him something soft to nourish him.
The visit ended, I remembered I had to check in at the Ronald McDonald House where I caught a shower and shave. (Amazing!! So beautiful, warm and inviting. I've served many meals over the years, but never thought I'd be a welcomed guest ever.)
When I returned I found my son running back to his room trying to beat his uncle Dan to the room. "um, no running in the halls!" The look of glee on his face was priceless. I gave hugs to my in-laws and cousin as Sam told them all about his day. You do realize amidst all this activity Sam still managed to watch two movies and FaceTime with the rest of our family, Tante Anne, and friends of Sam from school. Ah, my little multi-tasker.
|check out this amazing blanket made for Sam by the Kleinmann family!|
It took everything to stay in my chair. I questioned doc, and she seemed calm and unworried. As I type this Sam is watching his blood being drawn, fascinated and asking twenty questions of his nurse as she draws his blood samples. Who is this child? Last week he would have been SCREAMING bloody murder at the thought of someone drawing his blood while he watched. My son will never cease to amaze me.
I swear he's calmer than me because none of it means a damn to him. It just is. Each day different while he remains in the same place. The pictures on Sam's walls keep growing in numbers. The prayers of the multitudes have crossed across our nation, made it to Paris, France and are preparing to sweep across Europe. The quantity of love and well wishes wash over us with a level of warmth I've never felt before. Love is the only thing. And my infinite love and gratitude go out to you all who help me maintain my strength and hope with the prayers and love you send each day.