It's amazing to go through pictures and see the changes that have incurred on my family. I have a picture on my nightstand of Graham, it was taken a few years back when our good friends became engaged. Graham and a good buddy of his thought it would be a grand idea to wear patriotic swim thongs for this romantic occasion. And as soon as she said yes, they stripped down into them. Of course I took pictures and ever since, this cherished picture has been beside me at night, framed. I thought, we thought, he looked good. No oxygen, great color, happy (and he did, at this point in time look like all of those things). But now, looking at this picture, OH MY GOD - what time, and new lungs, can do. Comparing what he looks like now vs. then, he looks so sick in my picture. His color now puts his color then to shame, even though he wasn't wearing oxygen in the picture, pretty sure he got some soon afterwards. He has 20 - 25 pounds more meat on him. His happy face is still around - little bit meatier, but still all smiles and laughter from the newest joke he's pulled.
Jordan turned 3 on May 1st. Her birthday, besides always being a happy celebration for us, has also been a "will Graham be able to be there and enjoy it" thought for us. First birthday, he had just left the hospital and look and felt great. Second birthday was in between hospital stays and it took all his might to sit there with oxygen and enjoy his little girl. Third birthday, he was there - mentally and physically, making sure Jordan and he enjoyed every little second. We had it at the park, and he swung, took pictures, passed out cake, ran around, then came home and with the help of family and friends, built Jordan her very own swing set and slide. All while socializing, having a good time, and NO NAP!
I thoroughly enjoy watching Graham enjoy life. Knock on wood...Ever since his last stay in the hospital, he has been doing great. I am starting to let my held breath out and enjoy life with him. Thank you God for all the blessing you have given us.
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