Wednesday, May 19, 2010


I have just this one glass of wine with which to celebrate an evening wherein my son's only sign of illness was a slight limp. He ate dinner twice, used the toilet with minimal complications, and smiled constantly this evening with a blush in his cheek. My darling boy, thank God. So tomorrow I will keep my appointment for a massage, and hope I don't start crying as I tell Sally about the past two weeks.

1 comment:

JMH said...

That's great news. Cheers.