One thing this week has taught me is that when crisis, trauma, accidents, things out of the ordinary happen, whatever you want to call this week, you barely notice anything around you. It was windy one day, it blew my hat off into the bushes next to us and nearly again outside the hospital. It was raining a lot of the time, especially that once we came out of the hospital and had to run to the car. Did it matter? Did it fuck. Did I even notice? Not really, we just got on with it. Much like the frog I’d imagine.