2 bags of blood overnight and a bag of platelets during the day. His demeanor is no reflection on his health. It is amazing.. Disconnected again for 2 hours, so it is outside, with brothers Joel and Luke, some ice creams and all is good. Cool for Cats.....
The Murrays ride their cow in from Hampton for a quick visit...
3.30 in the afternoon. Tired... reconnected to the pumps, playing with his Lego.... Sometimes you forget that he is only an 8 year old boy.
Owen never falls asleep easily no matter how tired. Tonight, he lay quietly for 10 minutes, obviously thinking. Then, he tells me his fear... "When you die, does all the fun finish?". I tell him it depends on what religion you believe in. "What is religion?" (Bloody hell, I knew this would happen). For example, if you believe in God, then you believe in heaven, and you go on living there...."I believe in God, Dad" (No more explaining needed, bewdy). No problems O, but we don't have to think about that. We got some work to do, beating this cancer. "Oh, I nearly forgot"....
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