Firsts

Liberty's dad calls last night from the shop and hears Lib chattering away in the background at home. "Put him on the phone," he says. I put the phone up to Lib's ear and for the first time when he hears his daddy's voice, he leans into the phone intently. When I say to him, "Say bye-bye to Daddy," he kisses the phone.

Last night, he looked at me and said, "Mah-ee."

The purple circles are gone from underneath his eyes. His appetite is the best it's ever been. His gut is healing.

Think we got the right herbs. I will never doubt muscle testing again.

And, to the reader who wrote me months ago and begged me to try muscle testing, thank you. I never forgot what you said.