Riding up that short but steep climb on Old Vineyard Road on Sunday afternoon, I met a couple walking down. The guy looked at me and said, "Crazy!" How did he know? It takes most people longer to figure it out. Then there was that lady I passed this evening while climbing OA, also steep and quite a bit longer than Old Vineyard. As I went by, she looked at me and said, "It's easier when you go downhill." Now why didn't I think of that? Crazy, I guess.
The trip to Boston is, what should I say? - on hold. Good news, I guess, but it's not so much that Stellan is doing a lot better, but that they REALLY, REALLY don't want to do the surgery on someone so young. But, talk is along the lines of having him in Boston in four weeks or so; even that extra time makes a big difference at his age. It's been more than three weeks since he was admitted to the hospital and uncertainty abounds. Crazy.
Update: More craziness: Stellan has been on a medical yo-yo and all involved have decided that it's time to get to Boston. He's likely going with his mom on Thursday. I'm heading out Friday afternoon. Surgery tentatively set for Tuesday, but I know they will work hard to put off the ablation if at all possible. Prayers are welcome and many thanks for those who have been praying so much during the last three weeks.