Power deadline...

Dear Nicky,

I'm running low on battery power. Today it snowed outside, so we went nowhere. You ate especially well I feel, and you worked out very hard. I hate to admit but since the surgery I haven't been pushing you as much as I should be, but I think we're working our way back into things. Tomorrow we go see Roselle at Columbia, who will examine your sternum and tell us if there's one more theeing to worry about. See, I think your sternum is sticking out too far, but I real hope it's not. My poor kid. It breaks my heart and makes me feel so powerless when you have to deal with these problems like this. If it ain't one thing, it's another. Hopefully, she'll take one look and say there's nothing to worry about. But as you know from previous posts, Mom and I worry a lot about all sorts of things when it comes to you, but that's because we're crazy about you. Mom'll be home late tonight, and I think she'll want to sneak into your room and take a peek at your little sleeping angel self.

Love,
Dad