Douglas got to meet Mr. Ray Lee today (he met him yesterday but with his eyes closed), the wonderful man who my mom married a few years ago. For what seems like forever now, he's been the sweetest "Papaw" our girls, and now our boy, could ever have. Mike and I have to believe that the girls' actual grandfathers, who both passed away when we were teenagers, are smiling down on us and are very happy that a man such as Ray Lee has found his way into our family's lives. He has also lived a life you could make one heck of a movie from. Or a miniseries. I hope everyone reading this gets to meet Ray one day, but for now, here's what he had to say:
What a joy is was to meet my little Grandson Dougie. He flexed his muscles and tried to get up. This boy has to be a blessing to all his family. We are all so proud of him, and pulling for him. His mother was holding him on her bosom and I got to shake his little hand. You can't imagine what a thrill this was. I hope I live long enough to play ball with him! --- Papaw Ray
Rest assured, Ray is healthy as a horse, and will likely playing ball long after most of us are. Doug is doing great still. The docs decided to keep him on the one antibiotic for one more week, just to be safe, but all signs are continue to be that we're in for a long, fantastically boring, couple of months til he comes home.
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