by Michael Wells
Friday night and so far all is relatively calm. This is our date night; for the past 4 years Sherrie and I made it a ritual to go out every Friday night even if it was just a walk around the neighborhood. In less than 3 weeks my how things have changed. I’m not whining it’s just different. Tonight it’s boy’s night part 2 and Brady and I are having a blast.
Do you know it’s “Hell Night” and can you imagine an adult teaching a bunch of high school freshmen girls (one with cancer) the art of Tee-peeing? Who would do such an immature thing? Toilet paper everywhere – on the nurses chairs, around every plant even on the kids chemo pumps it’s just awful! But so much fun; Brady was laughing and helped out a bit too. He’s drinking and oh my goodness he’s vomiting all over the place got to go quickly!
Oh well, puke happens but does it ever smell nasty from a baby on chemo! The nurses came to my rescue once again. You couldn’t pay me enough to clean up vomit I just could not do it! Sue is just a saint! And now Clover the housekeeper is cleaning the floor and emptying the trash while Brady is mesmerized by her Jamaican accent. Brady is now giving me the heartbreaking Da, Da, Da, Da as he’s standing at the edge of his crib and just about as wide awake as if it were at 10:00am not 10:00pm. It’s just really beautiful to see him so happy after vomiting so much. It was fun giving him a sponge bath in the sink, he smells much better.
I’m rambling again and I think he’s finally settling down and hopefully going to sleep, so until next time keep Brady in your thoughts and prayers…
“8 Years Later—Still No Cure for Pediatric Cancer” is a series of posts revisiting the journal kept by Sherrie and Michael Wells during the cancer diagnosis and treatment of their son, Brady Michael. Hopefully these entires will provide an understanding of the journey families face when dealing with these horrific diseases and of the important work the Hugs for Brady Foundation does.
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