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When my wife was in the hospital about to have our middle child, his heart rate dropped. I mean it wasn't there. I didn't think much of it and walked out to alert the nurses who came somewhat nonchalantly into the room thinking the monitor had moved. Suddenly my wife is surrounded by nurses and a doctor and she's crying as they try to position my son to get the heart rate picked up again. He's 18 now. Worries me on a regular basis... but I always smile and think about how lucky I am to have him worrying me 18 years later after a scare like that. It probably sounds a bit odd but that's what I'm hoping your family gets to experience. Prayers and thoughts still with your family.
It's funny, just writing about that experience brings tears to my eyes. I can only imagine what your family is going through. Good luck and we're all pulling for the little guy.
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Nick
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