He is doing much better tonight at peeing (sorry, but how else do you explain this?) his extra fluids off. Thus, the big plan for tomorrow is to extubate, or better said as getting that annoying breathing tube out of Mason's throat (He hates it!) This is amazing to me though....only 2 days after a heart transplant. Go, fight, win Miracle Mason!
I'm truly grateful this night for so many things.
I am grateful that my family is here to spend this joyous time together.
I am grateful for the sweet family who at their time of great mourning thought to reach out and share the gift of life with another family in need.
I am grateful for that glimmer of HOPE I held onto back in September when Mason was given only a few months to live!
I am grateful for the thousands of prayers which have been said across the world on behalf of Mason and our family, which have given me the strength to hold on to HOPE.
I am grateful for all of the wonderful doctors and nurses who have also helped in turning my hope and dream into reality!
This is only a small portion of my gratitude list, but I must go now to lay my head down.