I& #39;m going to lie down and sleep now that I know my son is going to be okay. I haven& #39;t really slept in several days and I should probably take this time to apologize for the extensive battery of semi-insane tweets I& #39;ve been pushing out like cheap biscuits. Everything felt *wrong*.

Everything was making me angry. All the stupid things we do that led us to this terrible place felt like weights on my back that I couldn& #39;t shake off except by railing against them.

Hopefully I& #39;ll be slightly (that& #39;s the important word) less insane when I awaken.

Thank you all.

So, just before I zonk out, I got looking at family photos. This would be 35+ years ago when he was still an only child.

They& #39;re always your babies.

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