We all know what Will tends to do when he is over-praised, so I won't go so far as to say he's doing great, but compared with where he was last night, he's doing, um, very well. That's a qualified "very well," as we've all grown to expect. He was holding his oxygen like a champ for most of a visit tonight, but at times he still seemed to forget that his to-do list includes both peeing and breathing, and would let the saturation drop. He recovered much more quickly tonight from those episodes, however, and even tolerated some gentle foot tickling from Dad. He still is on three antibiotics as the doctors wait for his blood culture to come back so they can determine whether or not he has an infection, but he seems much closer to where he was before last night's spell, which was a pretty good place to be. He's not all the way back, but he's moving in the right direction. He even gained 10 grams over night, and it doesn't seem to be all from retained fluid this time. In Will's world, that's progress.