Viv's Little Friend

Vivian has the best room in the ICU. It's a corner room with two big windows, one facing east, the other facing south. It lets in beautiful light and has great views since it's on the second floor.

I was sitting at Vivian's bedside, chatting with her wonderful nurse, when at the window I saw a familiar swish. It took me a second to realize that yes, that really is a squirrel on the window sill! Somehow it got to Vivian's window and decided to hang out for a bit. It played for a few minutes before going on its merry way. Her little guardian angel.

Vivian is recovering as expected. She is sedated and still has a breathing tube, but that will likely come out on Sunday. When her sedative starts to wear off every few hours, she does her little Vivi moves--raising her right arm, doing her pilates-like leg lifting, crossing her ankles. Little glimpses that our little girl is still her same sweet self, just resting.

Vince and I are doing well. I'm not sure how to describe how we're coping, but we are. I guess it's kind of like I'm not really in my body. I'm here, but a little different, a little removed. Self-preservation and forcing myself to stay in the moment is what it's all about.

We are surrounded by amazing people who know how to take care of our little girl, and that in turn takes care of us. We feel love and good thoughts coming our way and that keeps us going--thank you, thank you.