Today was a pretty good day. Millie didn't feel too good, but she's still doing much better than normal and we're very grateful for that. At the same time, it's not much comfort to a six year old who spends all day with a sick stomach and a headache to tell her that she's lucky she doesn't feel as bad as most kids do. While we mention that to her occasionally to try to help her get perspective, we want her to know that we're sympathetic to what she's going through and try to focus on keeping her happy. I couldn't get her to eat a bite all day, but she did manage to color with me for a while and played with Austin when he came to visit.
She had to get platelets today, for the second day in a row, so she was pretty tired from the benedryl that they give her with the platelets.
Austin kept giving her head hugs. He meant well, but I'm not sure she loved it. They enjoyed getting out the squirt guns and going after me and Amanda.
Amanda is spending the night with her, and I took Austin to see the firework show in Holladay with my parents and my cousin Sherry. It was good to have some time outside the hospital to reflect on how blessed I am to live in this wonderful country.
Austin enjoyed the fireworks. He was tired and kept cuddling up to me. His attention span was short as always and he got his hands on Sherry's iPhone and played a few games in the middle of the show. Am I old enough to wonder "what's wrong with the kids these days?"
Thanks to you all for your love and support!