Meanwhile the amount of oxygen he required went from 55 to 80 percent. Pressure used to push the oxygen into the lungs had to be increased, which was discouraging because this pressure could cause a hole to be blown in the lungs. Again, his condition was stabilized. Vulnerability shoved its way in among us. We could see it in each other's eyes, while a surface composure kept at bay the thought that David actually might die.
Days crept by.
A path was worn from waiting room to cafeteria to chapel. Most of us found our insulation falling off in chunks. While in the cafeteria, a call came from Intensive Care. The parents were instructed to come at once. A hole had blown in one of David's lungs.