I got the call....

I got the call this morning that he will be transferred to Redding at 11 am. This was mixed news for me this morning. Of course I am glad that he is able to move and stable. I am glad to know that he will be in a more stimulating and therapeutic environment. But the girls are sick. I was down for the count all day Thursday. Luckily has started my antibiotics on Wednesday night, and was able to shake most of it by yesterday. The girls danced around me as I lay on the couch, ever their captive audience. Yesterday afternoon I decided to go and see him, I took the girls to KP and went to the hospital, masked up and spent some time just watching him rest. A little later KP called and told me both girls were running a low fever. I raced off to pick them up and it seems I have passed whatever I picked up to them. They are both in good spirits, and H has told me that she knows that it was an accident that I gave them my germs and they are not mad at me. I bundled them up in my bed to watch as I packed up things for our pilgrimage north. H then out of the blue said "Mommy I saw Daddy last night." I stopped what I was doing and looked at her, and asked what she meant. She told me that Daddy tiptoed into her dream to tell her that he missed us and loves us and was sorry he was sleeping so long. She said he told her that he was so proud of her for being my big helper right now and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I looked at this amazing creature, and told her that I was proud of her too. That I was glad she left her dreams open for Daddy, I am sure it makes him happy to be able to talk to her. "And a little child shall lead them." I will follow her.