Friends – today is day five of cycle 6, so I’ve now had 110 days of chemotherapy. Ugh. Sam is still skiing, and George is at Betsy’s.
I have to share this with you, from the comments and an email, since it made me smile yesterday.
Betsy’s oldest, Caroline, emailed Emily when they got to Winston:
We have safely arrived home with your darling brother. He slept the whole way down. He also enjoyed singing along with the radio. When we got home, he was mad, and sure enough, he was just hungry. I enjoyed feeding him his bottle, but he burped and spat up in my ear. Rom (Betsy’s youngest) says that George “has the world’s best aim. I will keep you updated,
Caroline, and her baby formula ear.
Then later Betsy sent some reassurance via the comments:
Just to let you know that George is fine. Rom says that “George can sleep through anything”
He has had a bath.
Rom and Callie have read to him.
Caroline gave him a bottle and Laurie changed him. Mark has held him and crooned to him. Now he is fast asleep.
Gosh, it’s quiet around here this morning….
Schedule for the week: Most regular daytime things have been canceled. Tonight Brian has a basketball game (second round of the playoffs… his coach is giving him a ride) Tomorrow, if they win, another game (and repeat on Wednesday for the finals…)
Wednesday I have to go in to the oncologist’s office in the morning to get IV iron and to get my blood checked to make sure it’s good enough for my little surgery at 3 that afternoon. Then Friday I have my first appointment with the radiation oncology doctor to get started along that journey.
I’m sure there are a few soccer games, etc, in there somewhere…. Brian got selected for some sort of development team, in addition to his regular one, but I’m not going to worry about those at the moment. People have been great about offering rides.
Danny’s awake and ready to get unhooked from his tube feeding pump, so no more rambling. Love, Elizabeth