Today, it dawned on me this is a fight that will go on longer than just a short time that can be easily measured in days. It'll go on months. Years.
We’ve entered a new phase. One where progress will not be measured in minutes or hours, but by days and weeks. Maybe even years.
It's not going to be easy. But Megan is tough.
Megan’s body is healing. She’s stable. Somehow she survived a physical gauntlet. A testament to her spunk and the hope and prayers of so many.
Today Megan was more alert, more awake, looking around. We’re trying to get her to show us signs, nodding head, etc. We’re also starting to try and limiting the frequency of people in her room–so that she can sleep and her mind can heal.