One week later...

Levi is back, well as back as one can be with a healing skull, iodine and blood streaked hair and a face that looks like he just won a prize fight. The rest God gave us all the last few days made us ready to be available to support Levi as he woke up, which was tough to gauge since both eyes are swollen shut. He asks us to turn the lights on, it must be confusing for the little guy. But he is still aware enough to tell every nurse and doctor who comes in to "go away", pointing to the door. Perhaps this time in the dark will help him develop some heighten senses. You gotta look for a positive in these circumstances.

Levi napped in Kara's arms today, to which Kara commented, "I feel like having a new born, where you are uncomfortable from sitting so long, but don't want to wake your baby." He drank plenty of chocolate milk today, but we have to space it out to not overload his stomach. His request would then shift to white milk, apple juice, water, and even some mommy milk...the kid was desperate.

In his beaten up state, he is way ahead of the recovery curve. We have several doctors who are overseeing Levi's case. The doctor who is more cautiously optimistic shared with us that he feels really good about the MRI being clean and that Levi is recovering way better then he could have imagined. There is some marking on the brain that could either be bruising, or the result of a damage blood vessel. They do not appear concerned about it because everything else about Levi's actions and verbals show he is right where he should be. Regardless I ask for your prayer that the marking on the brain be nothing and be gone the next time he has an MRI, which will be every few months, during this next year.

The doctor did comment on the miracle of Levi's surgery and recovery progress stating that whatever praying that we have going on to continue it because he is seeing that something bigger is at work in all this. Bless the many who have lifted Levi up in prayer and those who continue to do so. We have only completed one leg of this journey.

Kade and I(Dan) went to the beach this evening for one of my closest friends birthday. Kade played in the sand, threw some rocks with his best bud, Logan, while all the younger kids wanted to follow along, threw some sand in his own eye and I remembered what it is like to be a father, making sure my kid gets dinner in the middle of all his playing. It was a sweet taste of normalcy for the first time in one week. I am sitting at home in quietness for the first time in one week. Kade blessed me by going down for bed without a problem, his normal, and I can exhale in peace knowing that we are one more day closer to normal. One more day closer to seeing Levi running around our house. One more day closer to our whole family being under one roof. It will be a great celebration when we are all home again...it is good to be home.