Musings of a three-year-old
As suspected, today was a very long day. Even longer than we anticipated. Ty went to bed late last night (after 10PM) but he slept well. He didn't even wake when I gave him his medication at 11PM and 5AM, which is unusual. And, we all slept together for a change because we didn't have Ty hooked up to his feeding tube. It was a nice night. I can't say the same for the morning, though. At 6AM, I flushed Ty's IV and got ready to leave for the hospital. It was like a Monsoon outside! Lou was so concerned about me and Ty going off to Sloan Kettering in such bad weather that he decided to take the day and come with us. Reflecting on today's events, I don't think I would have been able to survive this day without him. Thank you DADDY! You are the best! Ty woke up at 6 when I changed out his meds, and he was in a very bad mood. He cried so much that it woke up Gavin, and our house was a crazy house for the next hour. We got dressed, packed