Breathing is rarely exciting. But less than three weeks after a lung transplant, breathing is all the excitement we could hope for.
Trent continues to do well, working on his breathing exercises, sitting in his chair, watching a lot of stupid daytime TV, spending quality time with Jill. Slow updates are the best updates...no news means life is as normal as it can get in the hospital.
One quick apology - I mis-spoke (typed) about Father's Day in my last post. Sophia and Bryce will celebrate Father's Day with their dad, but it will be on their own Father's Day - not June 19th but as soon as Trent is able to have visitors. No matter what day it falls on for them, though, I'm sure it will mean so much more this year...
On the note of visitors, just another reminder that Trent still cannot afford exposure to the germs that visits would bring. Feel free to send him your love, encouragement, prayers, jokes and workout routines via Facebook, blog, email or snail mail, but save the in-person affection for later. If the warning of infection isn't enough of a deterrent for you, just remember the Trent that we knew before pulmonary fibrosis and know that visits mean a Coach Todd who will exhaust himself trying to entertain you, and will likely make himself sick in the process. We all want to see Trent...but we want him healthy even more.
Dads, hug your kids a little harder this Sunday, and kids, hug your dads. And if you think of it, throw a little extra love in there for Trent and his kids... Even miles away, you know they'll still be loving each other even more this year.
Keep praying...
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