A picture's worth . . .

Now that David is looking and feeling somewhat better, I'll share a few pictures. The first is of David at 6 a.m. on March 3, as we made out way into the hospital.

And this is sometime during that first morning as we waited for surgery. This was the last time David was unconnected to tubes and hoses.

March 4, the day after surgery. David was still pretty heavily sedated which only led to trouble. Notice the vacant look in those eyes. But honestly, his color was not bad for less than 24 hours after surgery.

Notice the IVs that David is hooked up to. There were a few more machines on the other side of the bed as well. This is still day 2 and before he attempted to get up and wound up falling. That second day gave all of us a totally unrealistic of the challenge ahead. There would follow quite a few tough days. No pictures from those days, and that is probably just as well.

This morning the four of us had brunch together! I brought bagels, cream cheese, oranges, and poppy seed cake for us to feast on. This was Cheshire's last morning with her Dad, and Julia much preferred drawing to eating. It was great to all be together.

Julia and her Daddy. She can't wait to get him home. When she woke up this morning, Julia patted Daddy's pillow and asked when he was coming home.

David and first born daughter walking the halls. David is walking without a walker or wheel chair to steady himself. His IV tree is reduced by more than half and he seems like he is enjoying himself. This is a far cry from his first few walks when it took four helpers to get him around the nurses' station.