Quiet

It is almost 11 and the room is dark.  We saw doctors and nurse practitioners and assorted EEG and EKG techs as well as a slieu of nurses to start this journey - and frankly, I am tired.

Jake was so intrigued by the sheer number of people in and out of our room that he started trying to call them all by name - something I am woefully inadequate at doing - and when he couldn't remember the names, he would just wave.  He had a blast and the staff is really taken with him.

We went down to breakfast at the Ronald McDonald house and amazingly, the one other family from Georgia happened to be down there.  I talked to the mom for a long time and when I get back over there I'll add her to FB and we can correspond.  We have had a lot of the same experiences with providers in the Atlanta area, and we are seeing the same docs here.  Her daughter has epilepsy as well and just had the sutgery to eliminate her seizures.   She told me to keep the room  - and since I don't believe in coincidences and I was looking for an answer to that question, I took the advice and kept the room.  It will give me solice for the next couple of days so that I can go and take a shower in peace.  The house is only 5 minutes away on foot - and I really loved the gardens.

Jake is wrapped up in his red blanket - the one I bought for him when we moved back to Lafayette 11 years ago - he said it was a necessity and 10 minutes after I covered him up, he was breathing that soft rhythmic sound of peaceful sleep.

Tonight I am focusing on the gift of good friends.  I have had so many notes, so many texts and phone calls with offers to help and to keep us in prayer.  This is such a blessing and I want to just be grateful for those people who stepped up.   What a gift they are to the soul.