So yeah, got back from the hospital after visiting my sister. Yup, just my sister. Wasn’t able to see my nephew since I’m kinda sick and I they won’t let me in the NICU. What’s worse is my sister can’t see her own baby because she is sick as well. It’s sad, really.
But the most important part is that little Avery gets better and stronger. He won’t be able to leave the hospital until he is able to breathe and eat on his own, which is approximately gonna be in 6~8 weeks (when his due date was). I think he’s already off the respirator, so at least there are signs of improvement right now. I may have been losing faith in religion recently, but there is still a loose tie that led me to really pray for someone/something for the first time since… ever. Get better you little trooper.
I guess if I had to find a silver lining, it’s that when we he gets better and we can get him out of the hospital, that very moment will be even sweeter because of the long wait. It’s gonna take a while, but all these pieces of life are slowly falling into place.