Well we finally made it home around 7pm tonight after Round 1 of chemotherapy. Checking in at 9am yesterday I had no idea I'd be spending another 2 days in the hospital...but I'm learning. As you can only imagine JR made quite a splash in his SuperHero outfit (thanks, M!). It's become a bit of a theme for him now. We did change his outfit since yesterday and all of the nurses were asking him where his cape was today. When we got home tonight we found a big "superman symbol" on the front door, along with a figurine on the windowsill over the kitchen sink, and a couple more hero t-shirts for JR to rock to chemo treatments (thanks Mee-Maww!).
My son continues to amaze and inspire me with his approach to life. He takes each moment as it comes, responds fully, and moves on. Nothing gets this guy down. He needs to vomit, he vomits. Take medicine -yeah, that sucks, but then it's over. Another night in the hospital, no biggie! My 7-month-old is teaching me so much by his example. Emotions are a beautiful gift, but we adults need to learn how to regulate them! My head spins and spins with things that are of no concern in the present moment. I was really tried at a particular moment today and started down the road of self-pity. I was very much ready to curl up into a ball and block out life until further notice. However, I had John Ryan in my arms and I somehow stayed strong and got through it. I will myself not to go there. I will myself to TRUST. As painful as this is, I am already beginning to see the countless blessings that are embedded in this trial. I know that my relationship with God is growing stronger by the day, despite the moments my faith is rocked. Tomorrow we will go back to the hospital at 10am for an injection and to work out insurance glitches. We brought home a small pharmacy tonight, so I will be studying diligently for my new role as Nurse Mommy. My own mommy leaves tomorrow and then it will be just the three of us again. Mommy, Daddy and our 15 pound SuperHero. <3