Namine had a very good day today. Not only did she have one of her drainage tubes taken out, but she also did not throw up at all. True, all she had was Gatorade, water, and part of a popsicle, but she kept it all down, which is more than we could say for yesterday.
Every day Namine gets stronger. We may not make it out of here in the previously predicted seven to ten days, but we’re in no rush. We just take one day at a time, one foot in front of the other, working for another tomorrow. If there’s one thing that Namine has taught me, it’s that there’s always hope for tomorrow.