Well, Beth got her get out of jail card, and they discharged her. Of course, like that nonexistent lunch that we all keep hearing about, this card it is not quite free for two reasons: 1) Calla's blood work came back clean, but they want to observe her for one more night so we're still in the hospital and 2) C'mon--medical care, the U.S. of A, and free? That's just crazy talk.
At any rate, the three of us are due to be let out and reunited with a cranky Annabeth sometime early tomorrow afternoon. We are very thankful for the fine staff of Durham Regional Hospital (and their antibiotics), our families, our friends and my colleagues for their boundless kindness.
Hannah Arendt, one of my favorite political theorists, argues that natality (the fact that we are born and can remake our world by living in it and doing new stuff) is one of the primary sources of, well, hope--a realization that I think is great. But even more significantly for us over the past few days, the fact of birth seems to almost magically open a wellspring of human goodness. This renews our (or at least my) hope that there might be something not only fundamentally decent in human kind, but perhaps, and under the most fragile of conditions, dare I say, fundamentally kind in humankind.
Now back to the Republican Convention...
G'bless
Chris, Beth, Calla, and soon even Annabeth
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