The two weeks following Toby’s transfer back to Suite 402 blurred into a disciplined, comfortable routine of recovery and quiet luxury.
Under Dr. Keller’s watchful eye, Toby’s progress was nothing short of extraordinary. Within three days of leaving the ICU, he was sitting up in bed, eagerly eating full meals and building elaborate wooden track layouts for his toy train set across the polished hardwood floor. By the end of the first week, the chest tubes and heavy monitoring leads were long gone, leaving only a small, neatly dressed surgical incision that was healing rapidly.
For Maya, watching her son thrive was like waking up from a long, suffocating nightmare. His skin held a healthy, rosy glow, his eyes were bright, and for the first time in his life, he could laugh without catching
