There are days when I can face the battle. There are days when I just want to run away. This is one of the latter.
All being well, the boy will have his brain scan on Wednesday. And we get the preliminary result on Thursday. We want a clearcut answer but the oncologist says it may not be so definitive.
As is usual before a scan, I feel anxious and worried. Want to know the answer but also don't want to know. Ignorance is bliss and all that.
The boy had a good day. Got out of bed for the first time for more than two weeks. Still attached to an oxygen cylinder but a big deal nonetheless. Of course, come the evening he had worn himself out and his oxygen needs soared again. Hopefully, a good sleep will sort him out but then again a relapse would be no surprise.
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He's so big - ! So much to hold. So hoping that you are finding support to hold the two of you up as well. Thinking and praying...
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