Seriously, Sam and I had some major negotiations today.
Remember how I showed you our checklists?
Sam has become a rockstar about the mouthwash and the eating/drinking.
It's the walking.
Ugh, he is so determined to spend all day in bed.
Part of this is his furious anger at the whole thing.
I totally get it.
I would like to spend all day in bed too.
Wait, I would not.
I need a little fresh air.
I think Sam has realized how badly I want to go outside and he is determined to keep me indoors!
But this is not about me, right?!
Anyway, we got a few walks in.
And a visit with the music therapist (who knew!?):
|Also, isn't that a cool gizmo for guitar teaching? Sam wishes they had a full keyboard, they only have little ones. He did pluck out his piano recital piece though.|
He also got some mail....
|This was the second delivery of the day. The first one had 18 letters with superhero pictures...|
Do you recall how Sam had a big complaint with his IV pole? Things have lightened up a little now that we have time away from it (we're only hooked up for chemo and a few meds, a little bit of fluids now and then) but while we were frustrated with it, my dad remembered that Stephen Colbert wrote a whole book about a Pole. Yes, a Pole. (Not a person from Poland, mind you, but an actual Pole.)
Here's your smiling Sam for the day:
|We are in Wisconsin, after all.|
I think I may have a plan for tomorrow that will eliminate some of the frustration - will report back tomorrow on that one.
In mama-land, I started watching Downton Abbey on Netflix. Aside from the glitchy wi-fi, I can actually see why people are so hooked on the show. I need a fun distraction...so bring on the costumes and the British accents!