"Not funny, Owl."
"Sorry, Day... I was just tryin' to make you smile....."
"It's okay. I just don't feel like smiling today."
"Why did you get a hurt?"
"Mama said I had a dangerous tumor and that I needed a surgery."
"That sounds awful."
"It was awful. It wasn't even a little bit fun and now it just really hurts and I'm really tired and I just really can't get comfy to have a good sleep like I need."
"Was it scary?"
"Yeah, it was scary. I had to be there all by myself and then I had to have an IV needle, and I don't even like needles... And then I felt all woozy and I don't even remember what happened after that except that I woke up and everything hurt and I just wanted to be at home."
"We really wanted you to be at home too, Day, everybody missed you... it was so quiet and boring without you to play with."
"Thanks, Owl... I missed you, too."
"And, all this pain and sadness is because of that mean old tumor that had to go??"
"Yup... all because of that mean old tumor."
"Tumors are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."
You are so right Day. It's so unfair and this old mean tumor has to go. Hopefully you will be fine again soon :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you! Day is much more alert and a very huggy boy today... both good signs that things are looking up! :)
ReplyDeleteSending good vibes to you, Day, all the way from Council Bluffs, of all places!
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Thanks, Gang!! Wow, Council Bluffs... you are a long way from home. Safe travels, my awesome friends, safe travels! :D
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