On Saturday night at the hospital, my sister came to visit Steven and stay with us for the afternoon. She's been through cancer before and is going through it again, so she helped Steven download some of her favorite fight songs. It was brilliant to get him some music--why didn't we think of that? It cheered him up quite a bit.
Last night he said to me, "Mom? Was I imagining this? It seems like I remember that Alisa came to the hospital and put some music on the Ipad." I showed him the music and he laughed at himself that he didn't remember.
Maybe we'll wake up and all of this will just be a dream.