Been thinking about major family trials like this, and what it means in today's social media world compared to 25 years ago.
Back then, far fewer people would be informed about this event so quickly and in so much detail. The passing of information back then was slowed and muddied one phone call at a time.
Back then, the family at the hospital was not expected to concern themselves too much with making sure all the family got the news in a perfectly timely manner; that was delegated to Aunt Edna, the top of the phone tree.
I say this because we have found it impossible to control the flow of information unless we simply stop sharing info altogether. We update here when we can, we talk and text with friends and family if time permits, and many of them also use social media. Sometimes info leaks out in funny places, and sometimes people are a little hurt or surprised when they get info from a source or at a time unexpected.
We are not going to concern ourselves with this very much, and I trust you all generally are OK with that. Our #1 priority is Mark, #2 is our other children. After that, honestly, we do not have the time or energy to worry about much.
Don't get me wrong, this post is not because there was a problem, everything has been fine. It is just a bit of rambling observations on family crises in the digital age, and the sometimes imbalanced expectations of timely info that we have grown accustomed to since the dawn of the Internet.
Job #1 right now for us is Mark. That is all. Thanks for reading.