Sunday, May 8, 2011
On Tuesday afternoon, I got the call every parent dreads. "Stephen was in an accident. He's being taken to the hospital. A police officer is on his way to pick you up." When I got there it was even worse. "Bilateral skull fractures. Lacerations to the bone. Reconstructive plastic surgery."
It was the worst of times.
But, today. Mother's Day. He's home. "No brain hemorrhaging. No brain swelling. He's defying the odds."
It was the best of times.