Day 4 - 9:15am

I am 4 days old and I can breathe (A little)

I can open my eyes. I see daddy and the serious medical people. There are 8 of them. But they look less serious. One of them smiles. Almost. They joke. But strange medical jokes. They talk about a 'long-line'. Try the ankle they say. But leave me the knee. They laugh.

The big cheese puts a cold metal disk on my chest. Good airways she says. Both sides she says. She pushes my little tummy. Good soft abdomen she says.

I don't like it. I pee on her hands. ha ha ha! It makes daddy laugh inside. Good daddy. You can laugh now.

I am getting better!

Sepsis they say. Probably not they say. But change the antibiotics they say. Its a precaution.

They are wonderful. The nurses and doctors.

I am getting better!