Yesterday, Miles called me on the way home from work. He normally goes home, goes to get Norah from my mom's, (unless she's with me) and heads up to the hospital. Where I am. Most of the time. Except yesterday when he called he sounded awful. Norah had been up with a stomach bug and fever the night before and he stayed up with her, bless his soul, so I could rest. It was my first night at home in weeks.
He told me over the phone he felt queasy and thought it would be best if he just got some rest. I agreed. Later on in the afternoon I started to feel it too. icky, nauseated, and tired. I knew I needed to leave. Louie has an extremely low immune system because of the chemotherapy. A common cold could be the difference between him staying with us or not. He's already lost so much weight, I know he can't handle losing anymore. So, as hard as it was, and it was hard,I had to leave my boy at the hospital in the very capable hands of the nurses and doctors.
Miles and Norah have been out of commission all day. Miles curls up into a cocoon when he's not feeling well, and that's the place he's been all day. Norah's tummy has been all upset and she's got a fever of 100. Im feeling a little better. I've got to get my health back so I can see my boy! I just wanted to update everyone on where we're at. (it's lousy).
Thanks guys, please keep me in your prayers that I'll get better quick so I can get back with my baby.