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Dear all,
After jotting the last email, I returned to the hospital, and got to hold little boy Karl for another three hours or so. I cannot tell you the good it does both of us, this body contact. He fell asleep, his breathing slowed, and his blood gasses have never been better.
After our snuggle, I learned from our doctor that he and the surgeon who performed Karl's second surgery are in agreement---they have never seen such a speedy recovery in light of the severity of Karl's injuries and consequent operations. They are, in a word, amazed. That he has overcome, for the most part, spasticity, that he has begun to open his eyes (by no means are they fully open--just a crack, but he IS in there!!!), and that he responds to my voice and occasionally to my commands, all are advances that are expected, but expected later. And this despite his pneumonia. And, albeit cautiously, and I even am fearful to write this, he said that now he would not be surprised at full recovery.
I am greatly resisting the attempt to add a "But," because we all, as a prayer team, as a communion of saints, need to savour that good news.
Dad, God bless him, agreed to spend the night with Karl, so that I can sleep at home for Else. I wish you all can meet this extraordinary little girl, who is such palpable sunshine, even in the fog of these last two weeks. I don't know how long we will have to keep that arrangement up, that it is to say, how long it will be that we have to isolate Karl, but I am so glad for Dad's willingness to don the necessary protective gear of gown and hat (for you who know him, you can only imagine the stories that are generating...he truly did look like Martin Luther with his Intensive Care Unit beret!). My family is a means of grace, these days.
As are you all. Please see this good news as a sign of answered prayers, and don't let up! You buoy us all by your love and faith.
Peace,
Anna
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