The following morning, the pediatrician returned to Isabella’s room for her final check before discharge.
The soft morning light filtered through the hospital window as the doctor reviewed Isabella’s chart while standing at the foot of the bed. Marian sat beside Isabella, brushing her fingers gently through the little girl’s hair, while Daniel stood nearby with his arms folded, watching carefully.
“Well,” the doctor said after a moment, closing the chart with a soft snap, “everything looks much better this morning.”
Daniel straightened slightly.
“Her vitals are stable, her hydration is good, and she’s responding well to rest and nutrition,” the doctor continued. “I believe she can go home today and continue recovering there.”
Marian let out a quiet breath she hadn’t realized she was h
