(Avett update, day 14)

I don’t know what y’all did, but you definitely did something. Yesterday was one of the gloomiest days I’ve had, not just as a parent, but as a human. Tyler witnessed, and coached me through, my first panic attack. As someone who doesn’t have a lot of anxiety (yes, I realize I’m blessed), it came as a complete shock and I didn’t really know what to do. Thankfully, Tyler spotted what was happening and helped me through it.

Then, almost existentially, things started getting better.

First, Avett got his NG tube out. He’s cordless! Wireless! Unplugged! That’s a big deal because it means he is eating enough on his own that they don’t have to feed him through a tube.

Then, it was determined that Cece isn’t going to need surgery on her leg! Just a ginormous cast (and her baby doll got a matching one.

I handle good news way worse than I handle bad news – I try to never get my hopes up because I don’t want them to be crushed. (who else is like that?) But y’all, things are looking up!

Talk to you soon,
Dale