What a week. After an awful weekend, the little man went to school everyday, without any time in sickbay. The rollercoaster...! From the low of Friday when he was terribly unwell to the highs when everything seems so normal, you wonder what you are worrying about. 3 years then we are all finished....
Oh, then it changes slightly, just to keep you on your toes. This morning for the first time in nearly a week he drags himself out of bed, with his blanket, sick bowl and Dr Ben (his monkey). His health is starting to deteriorate as the chemo starts knocking him around. But, a quick vomit, some anti-nausea tablets, and we are right to go, hopefully..
Bored in Day oncology, waiting, waiting.. Time to learn how to go cross eyed.
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