A year later, Noah's health was improving by leaps and bounds.
At his follow-up appointment, the doctor told me his post-op progress was rock-solid and steady at the moment.
As long as he kept up with regular check-ins and stuck to his recovery routine, he would gradually get back to a normal life that suited his needs.
I clutched the test report in my hand and stood in the hospital corridor for what felt like forever.
Back when even a single call from the hospital would make my blood run cold, I never thought I'd be able to walk out of these doors with a genuine smile spread across my face.
Later, I went through formal outdoor safety training and started working in coastal safety education.
My coworkers knew I'd been on that infamous island survival show, and they'd always sigh and
