As we suspected, Oliver's count was low again, so he won't start the next cycle until next week. This meant we were in and out like a flash. It certainly was nice to have a large part of the day to relax at home, and with the dirty weather we were having, it was great to hang out inside with my little man while mum did some shopping.
The positive of him missing chemo is that he won't be on steroids for his birthday party on Saturday. Mum is very excited about the first birthday party. It's hard to believe he is already one year old. The time has flown so fast, despite all that has gone on in the past year.
He is pretty keen to get walking it seems. Although he hasn't got crawling licked yet, given half a chance he'd rather be on his feet and using only two limbs rather than four. That's a little bit scary for us, but very exciting. I can't wait until he's keeping us well and truly on our toes. We might need to think of doing something with the exposed brick walls in the house though.
His little 'girlfriend' has gotten the results of her scan back. She can't be operated on to remove her tumour because it will be too dangerous, but it has shrunk by 75% and is apparently maturing - which means it shouldn't grow anymore. Unfortunately, it will mean 3 monthly scans and tests to make sure it's behaving itself. A friend who is fighting his own battle with cancer helped me to identify the overall feeling of this experience - bittersweet. Whilst you are glad you have met others, you wish it could be under better circumstances. Whilst you are glad a child has finished treatment, you wish it was for ever and a complete severance from contact with the ward. Whilst you are glad your child is in remission, you know he isn't 100% out of the woods.
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