flight 1025

After 2 weeks, being in this shared hospital room with two other families feels like a cramped transatlantic flight.

But by this point we’re able to ignore loud conversation, re-circulated air, beeping, crying, and bad food. I feel we are settling into our seats and making ourselves at home despite the chaos. Thank God for the inflight movies and wifi, and the coffee here is better. Still sometimes, I honestly wish this flight had a drink cart.

In any case, next week I know Diego and I will finally emerge with our clothes dirty and rumpled, rubbing our jet lagged eyes in the sunlight for the long awaited ride back home.

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