Owen slept all night long and once again woke up wanting me to know it. He was so very calm and was excited it was Sunday for two reasons. He was happy he was going to church and he knew it was his last day of spring break.
I slept off and on throughout the night. My body temperature seemed to radiate through me and would wake me up but every time I woke up I drank more water and it seemed to help. Radiation is no joke. For me, it is definitely worse than having surgery or chemo but I’m better than I was on Friday and my foot was not hurting as much either.
I told him that one of our friends was taking him to church and he told me he was excited to ride in her car. “I go to church,” he said on a very happy repeat. He wanted to go wait for her on the porch as soon as I told him but he still had an hour until she was picking him up so instead he ran around the house telling me she was coming.
He was so excited to get ready and he was also very calm about it. It is interesting how calm he has been and more focused. His communication skills are blossoming. He couldn’t wait to get to the porch to see her drive up. He said, “She’s not quite here yet she is on her way.” She arrived and off they went.
He loves his people fiercely and he told me about his day. I’m thankful for more details. She picked up his lunch on the way home and let’s just say my boy was doubly happy. He ate a big lunch today. He mentioned his adventures all day long.
I will say to him “Give me one second” and he then sets a timer for one second. I must change my wording. I have to work on changing it to a few minutes so he doesn’t have a way to count that down. It is remembering to change my words that will be hard. He takes things literally so “one second” is one second.
His day was full of church and food but he was very excited that today was his official last day of spring break. He can’t wait to get on that bus tomorrow to get himself to school to see all his people. It was the talk of the day. He went to sleep asking me if he was going to school tomorrow and I told him he sure was.
I look at the progress he has made and I’m extremely thankful. He has such an incredible caring heart and tells me all the time to “feel better mommy sick no more grow hair." The hardest part of cancer was knowing how hard it was going to be on him but oh how much he has grown through this process and the love he has given me heals my heart. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Miracles happen every day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I slept off and on throughout the night. My body temperature seemed to radiate through me and would wake me up but every time I woke up I drank more water and it seemed to help. Radiation is no joke. For me, it is definitely worse than having surgery or chemo but I’m better than I was on Friday and my foot was not hurting as much either.
I told him that one of our friends was taking him to church and he told me he was excited to ride in her car. “I go to church,” he said on a very happy repeat. He wanted to go wait for her on the porch as soon as I told him but he still had an hour until she was picking him up so instead he ran around the house telling me she was coming.
He was so excited to get ready and he was also very calm about it. It is interesting how calm he has been and more focused. His communication skills are blossoming. He couldn’t wait to get to the porch to see her drive up. He said, “She’s not quite here yet she is on her way.” She arrived and off they went.
He loves his people fiercely and he told me about his day. I’m thankful for more details. She picked up his lunch on the way home and let’s just say my boy was doubly happy. He ate a big lunch today. He mentioned his adventures all day long.
I will say to him “Give me one second” and he then sets a timer for one second. I must change my wording. I have to work on changing it to a few minutes so he doesn’t have a way to count that down. It is remembering to change my words that will be hard. He takes things literally so “one second” is one second.
His day was full of church and food but he was very excited that today was his official last day of spring break. He can’t wait to get on that bus tomorrow to get himself to school to see all his people. It was the talk of the day. He went to sleep asking me if he was going to school tomorrow and I told him he sure was.
I look at the progress he has made and I’m extremely thankful. He has such an incredible caring heart and tells me all the time to “feel better mommy sick no more grow hair." The hardest part of cancer was knowing how hard it was going to be on him but oh how much he has grown through this process and the love he has given me heals my heart. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Miracles happen every day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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