We didn’t find out until an hour after, not until his heart was restarted for the second time and he was back in surgery. Mom and Laney were with us again. They were just in time to hear the news that the worst had happened.
His brain was swelling. And it was growing fast.
The next several hours were painful. Mom and Laney cried quietly until their tears dried up and they sat as silently as dad and I. I was numb inside. I couldn’t go to the place where it hurt and I understood what was happening. I’d be a mess. I’d fall apart worse than Laney and it wasn’t the time for that. I had to be strong. I had to hold onto hope.
Finally a new doctor came out and told us the news. Kellen was stable again but this had been a warning. It could happen again. It was more than likely that it would. Bottom line – we needed to be prepared to say goodbye.
This time they didn’t make us wait as long to see him after surgery.
