Day 35
Twas the day after Christmas, though dawn had not come, and the one creature stirring was still a bit numb.
Gift cards were laid by the front door with care, all ready for sales and new clothes to wear.
Both children are nestled here each in their room, while I sit here thinking Christmas ends too soon.
That might make a good start to a good poem for “Boxing Day”, but it sounds a bit familiar. Anyway, our house is filled with gifts, wrapping paper, confused dogs and a welcome moment of peace in our earth. Thanks to everyone for all the care and kindness. It is good to have the kids here, though they are as grown up now as any of us become. My wish is that next year will end with us all older, wiser and well.
John is feeling better now than before his month in the hospital and his blood counts are improving as they should. He seems to have learned to accept his new reality fairly well, even without any hair, living here and basically being “grounded.” For Christmas he got more than a few hats, and smaller sized clothes. Courtney took an old window from the shed out back and covered the glass in photographs for him. It made a nice gift. He also got a very much appreciated package of goodies from the Cartoon Network, his favorite TV station, including a Space Ghost hat. They passed by its building when Courtney drove him here yesterday and he joked that they should stop and bow down to the building to see if anyone was there and would notice.
Speaking of humor, John says that when he needs a favor from a friend, he occasionally now playfully uses the “Hey, after all, I’m dying” card on them. I think that is healthy, at least in the reality he is learning to live in.
We should receive the results of John’s last bone marrow test on Thursday, which will tell us if he is in remission and also whether his other white blood cells are healthy. The following Monday, he will start chemo again. As long as he remains “healthy”, he will be able to take it on an outpatient basis, which will be much more pleasant, I think. I will fill you in again after we hear from the doctors.
Gift cards were laid by the front door with care, all ready for sales and new clothes to wear.
Both children are nestled here each in their room, while I sit here thinking Christmas ends too soon.
That might make a good start to a good poem for “Boxing Day”, but it sounds a bit familiar. Anyway, our house is filled with gifts, wrapping paper, confused dogs and a welcome moment of peace in our earth. Thanks to everyone for all the care and kindness. It is good to have the kids here, though they are as grown up now as any of us become. My wish is that next year will end with us all older, wiser and well.
John is feeling better now than before his month in the hospital and his blood counts are improving as they should. He seems to have learned to accept his new reality fairly well, even without any hair, living here and basically being “grounded.” For Christmas he got more than a few hats, and smaller sized clothes. Courtney took an old window from the shed out back and covered the glass in photographs for him. It made a nice gift. He also got a very much appreciated package of goodies from the Cartoon Network, his favorite TV station, including a Space Ghost hat. They passed by its building when Courtney drove him here yesterday and he joked that they should stop and bow down to the building to see if anyone was there and would notice.
Speaking of humor, John says that when he needs a favor from a friend, he occasionally now playfully uses the “Hey, after all, I’m dying” card on them. I think that is healthy, at least in the reality he is learning to live in.
We should receive the results of John’s last bone marrow test on Thursday, which will tell us if he is in remission and also whether his other white blood cells are healthy. The following Monday, he will start chemo again. As long as he remains “healthy”, he will be able to take it on an outpatient basis, which will be much more pleasant, I think. I will fill you in again after we hear from the doctors.
