A frustrating leak
“Mama, why do I need to go to the hospital so many days?” That was his question to me while I was driving him to the hospital yesterday morning. Not grudgingly. Not angrily. Not even sadly. Just innocently and curiously.
“Mama, why do I need to go to the hospital so many days?” That was his question to me while I was driving him to the hospital yesterday morning. Not grudgingly. Not angrily. Not even sadly. Just innocently and curiously.
It’s been about a month since Alistair was diagnosed. He’s had five chemotherapy treatments. A number of procedures. Tonnes of medications. Countless blood tests. And he’s been taking them all in like a champ.
Alistair is hungry all the time. And he’s been having lots of cravings. Almost like a pregnant woman, really. The oncologist did warn us at the start that the steroids he’d be on (Dexamethasone) would cause him to be ravenous – most likely waking up in the middle of the
I’ve been thinking for a long time if I should post this. Well, here it is. Where do I even start? It’s been a devastating few weeks.
Well she was almost Peggy Stewart the Grandmaster Glitch, so… remind us to think twice before asking the kids to name our things. Anyway, HERE’S OUR BEAUTIFUL HOME AWAY FROM HOME! How pretty is she??
Last year, my hubby had a brilliant idea that we should go for a holiday with my family at Bali. And so we did! A few weeks ago we met up with my siblings and their families at Hard Rock Hotel, Bali for a super fun and relaxing vacation. Although, the