“He started complaining that his legs hurt and didn’t want to walk anywhere. The doctor said to give him Gatorade and Tylenol. His right leg started swelling up. ‘I don’t want to freak you out, but you need to take him back to the doctor.’ That ended up being the most important advice I have ever received.”
“The hospital said I couldn’t visit him, but the child’s mother asked me, ‘Do you work for the hospital? Or God?’ That question stopped me in my tracks. That led me to visiting my first child ever, by sneaking my suit in my backpack, changing in a bathroom close to his room, and rushing to his side.”
He swung himself from balcony to balcony with his bare hands.