A few days ago I was writing this from an ER room. Brinley was back on oxygen. Steroids, antibiotics, the whole nine. We'd been there all day. Here's the part I keep circling. Last weekend, we made a decision. Her autoimmune neutropenia means her immune system is compromised, so for most of her life we've been strict. Cautious to the bone. But slowly we've been coming out of the woods — letting her be around more people, step by step, eyes open the whole time. So this weekend we let her be...