So here I am in my pj pants, shoes just barely slpped on, practically yelling, " You are so strong! Keep fighting!" Next to me was Brianne, Emerson's nurse tonight, red in the face, tears in her eyes. I ran out of the room to two other nurses who always check in on and fight be assigned to Emerson. Kelly, who was with Emmy the very first night, ran behind me as I shuffled back in trying not to fall in the shoes that were still not fastened. Then Kelly took her hand and was crying and cheering as Emerson fought to keep her eyes open for about 5 minutes. It was so hard for her and with the drugs still in her system, she couldn't get them more than half way, but she did it! She FOUGHT to blink and reopen them, to react to us. We got to see her bright blue eyes for about 5 minutes.
It was so exciting!
About Me
- "From the Family"
- I'm sixteen months of joy (now TWENTY EIGHT months). I love to cuddle and blow kisses and scream with excitement. I also love to walk and pretend to fall down and laugh and say, " oop, oop!" I really love visiting the zoo and making animal noises, too.
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Emerson, we are missing your Dad here in Nebraska as we meet about Associate and Assistant Dean things. All of those things, though, pale in comparison to the fact that you opened your eyes for so long! Keep fighting and know there are a lot of people cheering you on and hoping for your full recovery.
I will be following along digitally!
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