And I simply recall observing that his body was suffering greatly as a result of this. He was ultimately placed on a ventilator to aid in his breathing because his oxygen rate was still low.
I remained optimistic that we would overcome it, and I even imagined that we would all have a holiday following this. I just wanted him to return in good health.
I considered him a baseball player. All I wanted was for him to go out there and toss a ball and swing a bat.
They made the decision to transfer Brady to Boston Children’s Hospital on January 27. Their goal was to stabilize him so that he could move.
He had already been under continual tension for ten days. Brady needed to be baptized before I wanted to move him.
This gave me a very negative sensation. We had to use the ambulance as we couldn’t take the helicopter due to the freezing rain.
As a mother, I was thinking, This is my baby, and things aren’t going our way. A priest occurred to pass by when I was discussing the transfer with someone.
