A short note for a Monday night. Rachel has been home for two sleeps. She is slowly mending, the emphasis on slowly. She protects her mouth with both hands, and she trembles when we work with her to change her clothes or move her. Her eyes open wide at times, suggesting fear, and she rests a lot - but doesn't sleep well. I suppose having a tube down your throat, being sedated, and having your arms tied to the sides of the bed would make anyone a bit traumatized.
Here's hoping we see more signs of our little ray of sunshine soon. It is hard to be patient with the healing. For now, we will try to cuddle her when she allows, and try to remind her of the good things with her music and favourite stories. We look forward to hearing her voice, but we can imagine her throat is too sore for any sound just yet.