New Day

Today Shane finally started walking around (in his little brother's cramped Spiderman slippers, no less). He's wobbly, still detoxing from all the drugs and experiences his little body and mind have been subjected to over the past week (and I'm sure he'll never be able to detox from some of the memories that have been indelibly stamped into his subconscious).

He played in the creative area—with playdough (green, of course, which he gets to keep), a tool set, mini kitchen, toy vaccuum and he even got to roll billiard balls around on a pool table (I tried to give Shaney's pool shark career a kickstart by betting other dads in the room that Shane could defeat their kids in a friendly game of roll-the-ball-around pediatric pool...no takers).

Overall, his demeanor is much more Shane-like, but not quite. On the mend, though.

There's talk of us going home tomorrow, but it's contingent upon his reliance on extra oxygen (if he still needs it, we can't go home). We'll see.

Shane's about to go eat dinner (his second meal downstairs in the cafeteria today). Hooray!

Here's a pic of the sunset from his new room (click to see bigger version)...