Lis is home and Round 3 is in the books. Now it’s lock down time as we’ll try to keep bacteria away from Lis for the next couple of weeks. None of this getting an infection and staying in the hospital for a week. I can’t take it anymore.
The other night Lis and figured out that this year we haven’t slept in the same bed for close to 60 days. She was gone for two weeks in Brazil (January), I was gone for two days in Vegas (February), then the leukemia stuff (30 days, 3 days, 7 days, 3 days). That’s two whole months. And I’m sure that there are some people who spend more time away, like the people with husbands/wives in the service, I feel ya…it sucks!
Anyway, it’s nice to have her home again. Lukas is especially happy though he loves entertaining Floor 7. Lukas is always so happy when he’s at the hospital. Last night my Dad and I took turns holding his hand as he walked around the floor yelling and laughing. I think it’s good for the other patients to see him. How can you look at a laughing baby, whose so clueless to the world around him, and not be happy? You can’t. Can you? And all the nurses go gaga over him. They’re slowly watching him grow up. From the 5½ month old baby that couldn’t crawl to the 9½ month old that loves to be walked around the floor. He brings joy to mostly everyone’s heart.
Sorry, I love my son. This morning he woke up earlier than I would’ve liked him to. So I put him in bed with me and put on Sesame Street. He starts flapping his hands and clapping to the song Big Bird was singing. I thought it was funny. Just thought I would let you know.