Friday, February 1, 2008

Hungry Day


It's Friday morning and we are getting ready to go to Fletcher Allen for a bone marrow extraction and some more chemotherapy. Whenever she gets bone marrow taken she has to be put under with anesthesia, so she can't eat anything when she wakes up. She has already had two bouts of crying and begging for food. First at 3:30 this morning and again at 6:30. We gave her some juice instead and she fell back to sleep. But now that it is past 7am, she can't have anything more to drink either. We are letting her sleep until it is time to leave so that the suffering is minimized. Days like this are known as hungry days. I tell her she has to have a hungry day and she knows that means no food.

Fridays are also a day of fun for Josh. He is going skiing again at Burke today. We are hoping that he slows down a little bit more today and doesn't make Susan chase him so much. She is nice enough to chaperon these Friday ski trips, but she follows behind him on her cross country skis, making it a challenge to catch him at all times. He's fast.

Thanks to Gerry and Cindy for his new set of cross country skis. He wanted to take them to Burke today. We talked him out of that, but he still wants to take the poles to Burke.

The weather today might get interesting, either on the way down or after the procedure. I may end up staying in South Burlington tonight at Art and Kathy's house if things get nasty. I just got the Subaru out of the shop yesterday (cv joint) and I put a lot of confidence in that things ability to handle a little snow and ice. If things aren't too bad, I'll be on the road.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

You are in my prayers be careful on your drive love you.
Aunt Michelle

Pulse of Health said...

Hello katie grace! Mrs. H. here. I am wondering if you ended up getting to have a sleep party in Burlington tonight. I looked outside and the sky had unfriendly things falling from it!! I am hoping you are safe and sound and that hungry day has ended for today. Sleep well little flower. The spirit is watching over you. Peace, Gloria (Mrs. H.)