It feels weird to call today Ike-a-saurus' one-year decanniversary, because he was in the PICU and sedated and was intubated and all of that, but still. On this day a year ago, the trach came out! THE TRACH CAME OUT!
Here's the post. (Which I found, but didn't read, because, yeah, maybe not ready for that yet.)
In stark contrast, today has been full of such mundane things that I nearly forgot it was the anniversary. The kids are on their way to the grandparents' house to play with a new puppy, and I am on my way to sign some books and speak on some panels at a book festival in Laredo.
It kind of blows my mind.
My little dude has been breathing through his face for a whole year. How about that?