Slow and Steady

Today was a little better than yesterday.  Brendan's pain was a little less, and his strength was a little better.  Still no walking.  Still some fevering.  But overall, a little better.  We'll take it.

Playing air hockey with Aunt Shenla 

Watching Rachel and Aaron play frisbee

Tonight Brendan was frustrated.  "I don't want to do this anymore."  "I'm so weak" he cried.  "I just want to yell."  I told him to go ahead and yell all he wanted.  He tensed, let out a short holler, and then abruptly stopped, relaxed, and said "there."

He is afraid of how bad the pain will get.  We are too.  We wish we could just take it away somehow.