Day 303:
What a difference a day makes, Boy'O! After a very worrisome day with you yesterday and Wednesday even more so, today would tell a far different story... Seems all your meds and all the breathing treatments and all the bottles and most of all, all the love has seen you improve exponentially, Son. When I came home from work today you were smiling and full of life, certainly back to your old self, and I couldn't be more pleased.
Tomorrow morning we have an appointment with the pediatrician, this time Dr. Howell, and we're all looking for a clean bill of health and a license to EAT! Like any adult or big kid, if you don't eat solid food for three days, you can't really grow! Not only that, but you'll likely lose weight!! In may case, that'd be just fine. In your case, not so much... We need you to keep growing, Boy'O! And so tomorrow begins that journey once more - provided Dr. Howell is cool with your results which I have no reason to believe she'd be anything but.
As for me, well, here I sit watching our Nationals and hoping they can come away with yet another win to tie up the NLDS in Major League Baseball's playoff series. The first for DC since 1933!! It's a lot to cheer for, Conor, though certainly no more than you, Boy'O. I'm your biggest fan and as best as I can tell, you're nothing but a winner, Son.
I love you, Conor. And GO NATS!
-Dad
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