(Of course, you have the other "perk" of an every-four-hour vital-sign-check...)
Sam slept until after 9:30am!
Sam's numbers are doing what they are supposed to. The doctors are very pleased with how he's doing. We had the dressing changed on Sam's central line. That was an experience that I don't think Sam or I enjoyed. We didn't really need to see how it is actually attached to him. Too medical for us.
(We're also working on a little more exercise, which we hope will be better tomorrow with less nausea.)
Because I had the funeral today, Sam got to spend the afternoon with Ellie. They went for walks, and he even played the keyboard in the playroom! (I have to bring a piano book up here so he can keep practicing for Miss Tina's lessons.)
Karen brought Sam a box of plums, which he had requested yesterday, and over the course of the afternoon, Sam ate NINE of them. Yes, you read that right. NINE. I know what you're thinking...is that wise?! But we asked the doctor and they said...don't knock it if he's eating! (And seriously, plums are quite healthy. He has laid off the candy already!)
One of the things I like about the hospital is that I never feel that the doctors are rushing us. The resident came in to see us and she stayed for quite some time answering Sam's questions (and mine) and then the oncology docs (fellow and attending) came in to see us and spent quite some time chatting. As though we were their only patients. I know we aren't! But it makes me feel as though they're really paying attention to us.
Sam got 15 letters today (and a few packages as well) - WOW.
|What part of Sam's wall looks like so far. As we laid in bed for bedtime stories.
|I so wish that the pictures of the two of them making faces at each other had come out better....