Phoebe had a good day. Her sodium is coming down and is the mid 140″s now where it needs to be. Please pray that it will stay there. She did great with her physical and occupational therapy, walked 2 loops around the Oncology floor and played games that worked on her fine motor skills.
Meanwhile, I was doing laundry at home, getting the boys room organized, hanging up the rest of Phoebe’s clothes in her closet and cleaning up the house. I enjoyed feeling purposeful and doing the little tasks that often can seem burdensome in normal life, now those things feel like a blessing.
Early this evening Nathan and I took to the boys to a favorite restaurant of mine when I was a child called “The Magic Time Machine”. At the “Magic Time Machine” the waitstaff dress as cartoon characters, fairytale characters or famous toys and the booths are anything from Cinderella’s pumpkin to a hollowed out school bus, and the salad bar sits on an old convertible car. The boys loved it when their drink came bubbling and gurgling from the dry ice that was added to it. They had a great time and it was fun to see them enjoy themselves so much. It was nice for the five of us to be out together.
When we got to the hospital, Phoebe was sitting up happily in her bed and said “Mommy! Daddy!” excitedly. That is the best feeling in the world. Her face is swollen from the constant fluids she’s being given, but otherwise she looks very good. Soon after we arrived Phoebe’s dinner came and she ate and ate like a champ, which is always good to see because it lets me gauge how well she’s feeling. We had a sweet time together and said goodbye to Nathan’s parents who have been here helping. Nathan stays with Phoebe tonight so I can school the boys tomorrow and then we’ll trade places.
So far, so good with chemotherapy. I know it gets tougher, but I’m pleased with how Phoebe is responding so far. Maybe she will have a stomach of steel after all!