Dear Alec, you are on your road to healing. Today, you busted out of the ICU and are moving up in the world. Literally, you will be moving up 5 elevator floors out of intensive care and back to great care. I wasn't there today at the ICU with you because I was afraid I had gotten sick. It killed me to not be there with you as told me the night before that you wee having strange dreams, anxiety and emotional distress. I am thankful that my dad was able to take my place there and give you comfort. I received a text from him later that day telling me that you were moving out of the ICU. "Just moved him. Going to leave. He is very tired. Doc said that he came off oxygen faster than any patient he has ever had from a transplant. Said he is doing great. Liver is doing great. Said Alec is very very strong and a real fighter. Said you should not worry about your cold. Washing hands is most important but he said Alec has enough white bloods cells he can fight a cold. You should rest anyway today."
I called you Alec to find out what room they were taking you to but you didn't know. So, I called up to our floor and Cathy answered the phone. "Hi, Cathy, this is Megan Rampton and I am just calling to find out where Alec's room is. Is it on the Eastside? (That's the best view)" Cathy: "Not only is it on the Eastside, but we saved his old room for him and we rolled your cot back in there too." (I love that it is known as "my" cot now. Because its really the P.A.'s Christy.) These people here are incredible. Sooo much love is found here. Thanks T-10!