What an eventful day! In this episode you will hear about my day off, Boeta’s chemo, Carien’s paed check-up, Wouter’s coffee date, my sister’s fish and how small the world is.
I told you it was an eventful day.
I got up at 6 this morning in an attempt to be at hospital for the early morning check-ups. I’ve missed a couple this week due to my wonderful father-in-law’s overnight visits. When Wouter stays over I have to be at hospital early because he has to get to work. But when Oupa Skippie stays over I can take it slow in the morning. What bliss!
Anyway, I specifically wanted to see the oncologist, Dr Cristina Stefan, to hear what she thought. Needless to say she didn’t do rounds today. The paediatrician seems satisfied with Woutertjie’s progress – apparently Boeta’s liver feels smaller. That is of course no indication of what is going on inside but it is good enough for me. I am still praying that the tumour in his heart will shrivel up and disappear by the time the reassessment is done. Please join me in prayer.
To get back to my point once again (I am the only person I know who can derail my own train of thought), I got up early and Boeta and I spent the morning reading stories in bed. Bliss! My mom brought Carien for her check-up. My mom then kept Boeta company (and tricked him into eating some more) while Carien and I went to Dr De Villiers’ rooms.
The last time that Gerrit (the paed) saw Carien was at her 6 weeks check. I figured that an almost-18-month check would be in order. As I expected he pronounced her to be absolutely perfect. He forgot to add that she is the prettiest, funniest, most talented toddler he has seen since forever but I don’t blame him. Her dazzling personality can be very distracting.
Following her check-up Carien and I went shopping. More accurately we went to the bead shop so that I can make some more dummy chains, the post office to pick up a package for Boeta (thanks Sally – he loves it!) and we topped up Boeta’s junk food supplies. It was the nicest, most relaxing 2 hours this week. It is wonderful to see that the world outside Boeta’s hospital room walls still go ahead.
Boeta is coping so well with the chemo. We are aware that the side-effects of the current session is still looming ahead but so far, aside from his near complete loss of appetite, Woutertjie is doing very well. He has been on a drip and confined to his room (the other children are here because they have g e r m s ) since Tuesday morning and yet he remains happy and easygoing. A huge part of this is due to the fabulous staff. The nurses and support staff are fabulous. Each and every one of them. They go out of their way to entertain and indulge Boeta and we appreciate them so much.
Wouter went for a full check-up at our GP today. I made the appointment, told her what I was concerned about and told him to show up. So he is now checked, medicated and even better than normal. I love him so much. After his day at work he met up with his brother for coffee. I don’t know what they discussed. I will find out. I am too nosey to not find out!
My baby sister came by this afternoon. Tiesies is now the proud owner of fish. She received two from her boyfriend, What’s-his-face, and then bought two more. One of the new ones is apparently butt ugly but she felt guilty because “if she didn’t buy it, who would?”. I quote: “It is so ugly no one would want it. And then it would grow old in the pet shop. (pause) Not that it would be bad to grow old in the pet shop. (long pause) It would grow old.”
Her previous attempts at fish keeping weren’t successful. The fishes are now sleeping with the fishes, if you know what I mean.
Finally we get to the smallness of the world. One of the nurses, Natasha, told me tonight that a friend of hers told her to pray for a little boy with cancer. She heard from a friend of a friend of a friend. No surprise, the litte boy is ours. The prayer has come full circle. We are so grateful for everyone’s prayers.
Have a good weekend!