It is so odd. She is sleeping almost 20 hours a day. My bright, active and very interactive child has gone somewhere. No matter what I do I can not find her. She has withdrawn into her cave, bright pink of course, and I don't know when she might re-emerge. I don't know if I am not being hard enough on her or if I am being unrealistic about what she should be able to do.
See! we always return to the guessing game: Everyone is different, No one really knows, You just have to wait and see, Nothing is certain, Time will Tell. I hate all of those phrases. What do they call those? Platitudes.
Well I have work to do at home and the set up is almost 100%. I may try and hook up a printer today but then, Every one is different.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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- We are done with week one.
- The Magma may be Coming
- She is off to the Re-Fueling Station
- Mrs. Jones Loved the Jelly
- The Last Day of Radiation
- WE HAVE SETTLED INTO THE SIEGE
- They Came at Her Like a Swarm of Bees
- We have known for two months.
- I am Thankful to Be a Family Law Attorney in Seattle.
- It is Fall and the Hair is Falling
- Her Bone Marrow is Bouncing Back
- She has Become Sleeping Beauty
- I Think She is Becoming An IV Addict
- She is Up Three Quarts
- The Birds and Side Affects
- Waiting
- Things I Hate
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