We are taking it easy today.
Before returning to the hospital to see Lucas.
I've just spoken with him on the phone and as always he sounded cheery and without a care in the world. It is us, his family that take care of the worrying.
How we worry about that little man.
Tomorrow begins the second week of radiotherapy. We now know what to expect. Not only from the treatment but from the cascade of helpers and therapists who tiptoe into his room offering all kinds of fun things to do.
Sometimes it's ok to do nothing.
Just be.
Lucas isn't my child but that doesn't stop me waving my arms about trying to protect him from people who don't know him or how he ticks.
You don't have to be a mother to care.
On a lighter less volatile note I indulged in a bit of baking this morning. A yumsome 8inch square Gingerbread is now sitting on a cooling rack...Felt so good doing something I love.
One must never neglect a hobby.
We are looking forward to seeing Lucas tomorrrow and spending the following three days with him. I really like this kid and the gift he's given me.
Thanks Superstar.
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