Harry has hair now. It's not that long but it's there. He's happy about it. He almost cried when he looked in the mirror today.
I almost cried looking at him being so happy. Recovering.
I've never really noticed how happy this guy can be. He's the most positive person I've ever met.
I was sleeping on his floor last night because he takes up the whole bed. He looks so peaceful when he's sleeping though.
I stayed up most of the night because I was afraid he was going to have another seizure.
I want to unsee that night. Him shaking and his mouth foaming. I want to forget it all.
It's hard to get something like that out of your head.
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