A season of celebration

Fall has arrived. The summer had a last gasp on Labor Day weekend but ever since then the weather has had a much cooler and crisp feeling. The leaves had started falling and today we have had the first real rain storm in a long time. Fall is a time of celebration and reflection of my family. There are a number of birthdays and holidays. My sister is getting married in a few weeks.

Today is an extra special day. It was one year ago today that Evan had his last surgery. He has been pink for over a year now. When I look back on the time preceding the surgery and the time after the surgery things could not be more different. Before Evan was very Smurf like with a blue tinge to his extremities. He could not walk to our mail box and back with out taking a break for rest. He had some words but was very behind his peers verbally.

After the surgery he can go on long walks. That is actually one of his favorite things to do since he gets to look at so many different things along the way. Harry now wears out before Evan does. The naps which were essential are now not nearly as essential as I would like them to be. Even if he takes one they do not last as long as they used to. Evan's vocabulary exploded after the surgery. Every day he is starting to sound more and more like a typical three year old. He is a thriving and growing little boy.

It is amazing to think that had he been born when I was that he may not have been able to have the life saving surgery that he needed. The surgery was still very much in it's infancy and not nearly as widely available as it is now. Had Evan been born in my parent's time he would have died in a few days. I can't help but be amazed at how far medicine has come.