Zoe's not doing great. It is God's way of telling us this is absolutely the only option. We're here and in the preoperative surgical clinic and they're taking pulse/ox - 63.
Got a text from Your Favorite Baseball Player and his family. Even more well wishes from all of you and I'm so humbled.
Many of you know how I celebrate Thanksgiving. I make thank you cards and give them to everyone I can. It makes more sense to me than a Christmas card. I am so grateful. I can't tell you. I don't understand you. I will try so hard to get something to all of you, but there's so many. Too many. What can I say?