The hospital was SO busy today.  We arrived this morning at 10AM for a one-hour infusion of Avastin, but we didn't leave until 4:30!  It was torture.  They were so busy that Ty wasn't assigned a bed, either.  Which means I had to find ways to keep him entertained for hours on end without being able to lie him down for a nap or a TV show.  He started asking to go home within the first hour.  It was probably payback for all of the times my brother, sister and I tortured our parent's during roadtrips :) I have to admit, though, it is kinda nice to complain about the normal musings of a three-year old.  His behavior today - although it was driving me nuts - was so normal and appropriate for a little boy who's feeling good and healthy and who just doesn't want to wait around anymore.  His bloodwork was 100% normal for the first time since - I don't know - probably October 7, his very first day of chemo.  I am not exaggerating.  His r...