Brady Update, Day 4

Not much new to report:

Brady held stable all night and runs a fever now and again, which is to be expected as his body is fighting the viruses. He was kept off the paralytic and is responsive to touch and loud sounds...it's nice to see some sign of life in him.

After a tumultuous trip home from Arizona, Brad's parents made it home and were able to see Brady. They said it made them feel better to see that he doesn't really look sick (aside from the cords he's hooked up to), so hopefully that report puts some of you at home at ease a bit.

I know that they don't want this attention, but our families and a wonderful friend from church really did us a solid today and helped us by moving us out of our apartment and into a town home, as our lease is scheduled to end next week and we were in no position to do any of that. Our home church has put a group together to re-paint our old apartment back to what it was. I am floored and so thankful. Again, God's people working in our lives. Amazing.

Today we were blessed to have a chance to walk and grab a cup of coffee (something I dearly miss about city life). I felt almost normal again, except that all Brad and I could talk about was how excited we were to get our smiling, goofy baby back so we could show him the city too. It's funny how much changes in a year. Even with everything that has happened, I wouldn't change a single thing. Obviously I wish my child wasn't ill or that he didn't have this heart defect that affects every thing he does, but I am so thankful that God has kept our eyes and hearts open to His purpose in all of this. We were created to do His work, and these long days in hospital rooms create new relationships, a time of peace and communication for Brad and I, and time to dwell in God's presence without the world knocking at my door with something I should be doing instead. Because while we are here, we just have to BE. I'm learning to love that.