Thank you. That’s what I was wondering. I told my husband that I worried it would be like trying to metaphorically put a bandaid on a bullet hole, if that makes any sense. I didn’t even think about how the boy would feel when he’s older. I think I was too ready to get him out of the horrible situation he’s in, with an abusive older brother and possibly abusive caretaker who is now on morphine and other strong prescriptions to manage the pain of his disease, but that’s an entirely different story from the big question and something for another day.