Having passed the swallowing test (an interesting procedure with barium and real-time X-rays), M had solid food for lunch and dinner. I'm feeding him for now, though he can pick things up with his right hand and he himself is taking care of holding a cup and drinking. Speaking is very hard, but he can every great now and again. I'm told it will get easier and easier.
And I had the answer to prayer when he held my hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it. What bliss! It's like being a teenager again.
God's strength and love is all around; sometimes I feel suffused with it. I pray all reading this will know how much he cares for each one of us.
