Charlotte's breathing has shifted patterns several times in the last few days. All the medical professionals say that's a tell-tale sign that the end is very near. We're on day three of "the end is near."
She is breathing so shallow, I can't believe her organs can function on the tiny amount of oxygen she's getting. Her heart is compensating by beating furiously to get enough blood through her circulatory system. Nurse Patty said that Rachel and I must have Energizer Bunny in us and gave some to her.
There seems to be no struggle going on, she has a tiny little cough that comes out very rarely but it's really not much of anything. It's her heart that's keeping her here, both literaly and figuratively. As Heather's (Wyatt's Heather) dad quoted, "She's strong like bull!"
New definition of surreal: Walking into CJ's room to check on her breathing and being almost disappointed when I find out she still is. I mean, WTF is that?!
Probably just selfishness. Or me trying to impose my insignificant expectations on such a deep and mysterious event. As long as she's comfortable, I need to just sit back and be awed.
We'll keep reading her stories, singing her songs, holding her hands, and giving her Eskimo, zebra, butterfly, etc...kisses until she's ready.