To give an update, Cody is now on day 5 of his 108 week chemotherapy protocol. He was released from the Pediatric Oncology floor at the nearby (sorta - - 100 miles from home) University Hospital. We were a little surprised at how quickly they released him and I guess we weren't the only ones because one of the residents and one of the nurses said that Cody must be breaking the speed record on getting released after two days of chemo. We are delighted to be home in spite of the fact that it pushed our cleaning and organizing into mega-overdrive in order to protect him before his system becomes unable to fight off any germs or viruses. It was very encouraging to have the out-briefing nurse tell us to be watchful of both kids and adults worrying that Cody might die. She said that they are not thinking that's likely but if it were they certainly would be talking about it and that they fully anticipate curing him.
He's doing incredibly well in every aspect - physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. In fact, once he got his 'silly' back after a couple of arduous days and the ill-effects of the chemo, I knew he was bouncing back fast. He kept calling me "Fluffy" and I thought, "Uh, ... ok, whatever" until he called me the 'full' name of Mrs. FluffyBottom which stemmed from a very early game we played when he was about 4 and was known as Mr. ... can't tell you since that's his 'secret' nickname and I'm not telling it.
Anyway, he's home and loves being in his own bed and taking credit for cleaning the disaster area known as his bedroom. Perhaps it was ME that was in a two-day delerium because I distinctly remember him being at the hospital while me, my sister and her mother-in-law cleaned like madwomen to get it ready.
We are very, very blessed to have such a great support system, both near and far. We'll continue to cherish your good thoughts and prayers and hope that your kindness and strength will be rewarded magnificently.
