Sick

Last night I came home from working all day to find a mess. There was a vomit covered bathmat on my darkened outside steps (not knowing what it was I picked up the slime covered mat before promptly dropping it again) so, after cleaning that and all the other messes around the house, AND calling my mom to watch Will today (school policy is if he throws up he within 24 hours of school he can't go. ). I finally get upstairs to see my beautiful boy and get his happy thoughts AND most importantly snuggle with him. Sometimes mommy needs it more than he does! This was definitely one of those nights.

He was sound asleep, having fallen asleep while waiting up for me. I have him a kiss on the forehead, turned off the light and went back downstairs with tears in my eyes. Seeing him was what got me through the day. It was just one of those days.

This morning, anyone who knows me knows I'm NOT a morning person!! I came downstairs and instead of the arguments I was expecting- getting dressed, getting off the wii, looking upstairs for his Nintendo DS case- he was so sweet and polite, even thanking me for helping him find his case.

I realized that he's been polite since Wednesday. Being the trooper that he is he went to school last week even though he told me he was having some diarrhea issues in the evening. Even staff remarked at how wonderful he was doing receiving high marks in everything on their tracking sheets. I definitely realized he wasn't feeling well when Will, Tim (staff) and I went for a walk Saturday afternoon and he had diarrhea on the side of the walking/bike trail. Again, he handled it like a trooper and cleaned himself up when we got home.

I hope he is feeling better really soon. I hate to see him sick, although I do LOVE this polite, agreeable and mild mannered child that I have for a little while at least.

Day four down, one more to go

Today was interesting. Instead of going to the Scarborough IV I fusion therapy center, we were at the hospital for treatment. The setting was a little different, but Will did such a great job. I even got several compliments on how polite, quiet and well mannered he was. Does a moms heart good to hear such great compliments about her son.

We had some problems with the IV port, it took the nurse almost 20 minutes to get it working. In the mean time we were both covered in saline solution and other stuff that I won't go into here. (you're welcome)

When all was said and done, they had to remove the port anyway as it started giving us problems at the end too. So another war wound has been added with one more to go tomorrow. All is good. Thank goodness needles and blood don't bother me in the slightest.

I'm actually thankful the port came out as it makes my arm feel better, and more importantly Will isn't as concerned about how much it must be hurting me. I have to say he has really surprised me in how affected he has been by this and the concern he continues to show me. I must have done something right!

Picture 1. My botched attempt at wrapping my arm for a shower
I tried using Saran wrap and was just going to tape the ends but I couldn't rip the duck tape with my one hand so it all got wrapped. Hint: don't use duck tape for a mummy costume.
Picture 2. My IV once it got situated, I was told not to move my arm at all so it didn't go pear shaped again.
Picture 3. Will enjoying the I've in his cup after he drank all his ginger ale.
Picture 4. Making silly face and showing off his silly t-shirt to mommy smile.
Picture 5. A couple of the fish Will was fascinated with upon arrival and departure.

Have a wonderful day, that's my goal anyway.