First, damn he's strong. We look for inspiration in spiritual leaders, athletes, authors and bigger than life personalities, and if we are really lucky our parents, friends and other family members. Barrie, Hannah and I are finding out how lucky we are.  We are finding our inspiration and self-reflection by watching Carson move through this moment.  Such resilience, determination, stoicism.

Most of my life has been blessed enough to worried about stupid shit, get dramatic about things I cannot control and worry about a future that may never come to pass.  Carson is aware of the future potentials, and living with a smile on his face in this very moment. 

Excruciating pain this morning, two more units of blood only to find he had soaked through his bandages (which were not thin as you can imagine) and the surgeon had the hospital bump everyone else in the surgery center to get Carson in for an unplanned/emergency surgery. 

They drilled yet another hole in his leg, sewed up internal bleeding, put in a new external fixation rod and repositioned his knee which the surgeon acknowledged was causing some pretty substantial pain after being under too much traction and angled too much (don’t worry about the definitions, some stuff needed to be adjusted). 

Some really hard stuff today that's frankly too long to list. And yet...

He proceeded to eat Chick-Fil-A and drink a smoothie after about 12 friends stopped by to say hello through early evening.  Time for a nap before more blood draws, vital checks, pain pills...and then to do it all over again.

Tomorrow is the nerve surgery-more technical details on that later.  Carson should have a couple days rest from pain as they plan on inserting a multi-day nerve block immediately following nerve testing and suturing.  Hopefully he’ll be able to rest up for the beginning of the next phase. 

Please, send him your love tonight.  We are giving him all of ours.