"It is for us to pray not for tasks equal to our powers, but for powers equal to our tasks."
Helen Keller

Today was relatively stable. Yesterday was rough. They discovered an infection in Isaac's lungs--pneumonia--that is potentially pretty serious. They caught it right away which is really great and immediately started antibiotics. They just have to watch and see what happens. They're concerned that the infection will make it into his bloodstream--but so far his bloodwork is clean. More waiting.

We knew it would be like this (up and down and up and down), but I'm surprised at how difficult it is when we go into the hospital and they have bad news. It's like a punch in the gut. I know it's not going to be a smooth ride, but it's amazing how comfortable I get when he has a couple of good days. Intellectually I know it most likely won't last, but emotionally it's really easy to believe that he will remain stable forever.

I went and visited him by myself tonight. I held onto his little hand for a while and watched him sleep. It was a nice bonding moment for me--it's amazing how healing it can be to simply touch your child. I don't get to do it nearly enough, so I cherish it so much.