Day 22 - Fighter

This picture is of Patrick at roughly an hour or so old. He's on oxygen, intubated, and hooked up to all kinds of wires. The hospital I was at was getting ready to send him by ambulance to the NICU at the children's hospital around the corner. Phil went with Patrick while my friend stayed with me. This was when I began to learn just how strong both of us were. Patrick looked so healthy for the most part that these early pictures are always a shocking reminder of just how fragile he was. We both fought the good fight. He's still one of my greatest inspirations.