I haven’t written much about my son Ben’s medical problems because they are his, not mine, and I am mindful of his future privacy. I have, however, been writing over the last year about my worries about him and my increasing sense of desperation as he continued to slip down the weight charts.
So it with an incredible sense of relief and gratitude that today he was officially signed off by the hospital and turned back over to his doctor regarding his failure-to-thrive.
My son is thriving. He was anyway, of course, in a personal sense but now he is physically thriving. Really thriving. And I couldn’t be more grateful.