I think that in the Webster's Dictionary next to the word tough should be a picture of my son. He amazes me how one body can take so much and keep wanting to go through it because it's all going to be worth it. Most every night before I go to sleep I watch him breathing and I ask God how was it that I was picked to be his mother. I thank God that He has allowed me to be a part of this journey and I know that Tom feels the same way.
Will had another dialysis today and they took off four liters. That's almost 10 pounds of fluid. I will take a picture and put it on the blog because you won't believe what a difference it has made. All in all they have taken off about 26 pounds of fluid. Of course he's going to start moving and feeling better without all that extra baggage on him. I asked if I could borrow the machine but they really thought I was kidding. Dialysis really, really wears him out.
Will didn't have to have a bronch until today. They are going to go to every other day for the dialysis so today will be better to get the bronch done. He did walk several steps today. The first he's taken since he got this dumb pneumonia. The second time he stood next to his bed, he walked in place about 30 steps. He did two t-trials during the day too. See what I mean about being tough? He's exhausted and look what he accomplished during the day.
Angel is coming up today. Tom has to go home for a couple of days because his friend that he worked with for many year, Elias Cortabatarte, passed away. The funeral will be on Wednesday. So Angel will take Tom's shift at the hospital. Then Aaron will ride up with Tom on Friday.
So things are really looking so much better. Thanks for the love and caring, and of course, the prayers.