Tiny droplets of vapor collected inside the oxygen mask every time he exhaled. A thin layer of crust had formed on his eyelashes, like cobwebs in an abandoned house. Clear fluid dripped from an IV line in slow, almost hypnotic droplets. The room was quiet except for the staccato beeping of the heart monitor and the whooshing, Darth Vader-ish noise of the ventilator.
With a toddler! Yeah,we’re ambitious like that 🙂 If you’re planning to make a similar trip with a toddler, repeat after me – I must lower my expectations, I must… Read more »