I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around this.  A week ago today we were told to make a decision and prepare for the worst.  It was a horrible flashback to 1999 and our mom. Today,  Duffy was sitting up in his chair joking around with Sarah and I. OT and PT cleared him, so he needs no transitional care.  He could be sent home as early as Friday.  He'll have to be watched close, of course,  and he'll have to try very hard to adapt to a new healthier way of living.  But I'm not worried. (Much)

He laughed in death's face and pulled through.  I think he will continue to do so. 

To me,  this is nothing short of a miracle. 

The Fletcher family's heartfelt thanks to you all for your prayers.  <3