Wanna hear something nice? Nice things are welcome, aren’t they, even on snarky, whiny blogs?
Well, a dear friend had open heart surgery today (his second in eight years) and he’s coming out of the anesthesia right now.
That, to me, is quite nice. When a strong, sweet, awesome teenager full of potential and spirit makes it through what seems both scary and routine (until it’s your kid and you’re waiting for more than six hours just outside those closed doors and then it’s not even a tiny bit routine) and you get a post-op report and hear that his lungs are happy and his heart is happy and his body is beaten but soon to be happy…that’s nice.
Hang in there, buddy. You’re doing really well.