I spent last night with Layla and Luke. I took them out for dinner and then we hung out at home. I spent more time catching up on packing and cleaning though, rather than with them but lately I have to keep busy because I'm really not coping as well as I would like to.
It's 6am in the morning and I've woken and not been able to get back to sleep. The kids are on either side of me in bed and snoring. All I can think about is Jayden and I'm so very worried. The infectious control doctor came to see us yesterday and told us jayden would have to be given IV antibiotics until Sunday. That means he has to be in hospital until then and we are meant to fly out on Monday. Although I'm not sure of that either anymore as I just read a post on the help jayden stone page about a typhoon in HongKong that is holding up passengers in the airport there. Scarey.
Jaydens not himself. Ever since he woke from his procedure he has been crying a lot and not himself. He didn't get excited when the kids came to see him yesterday and he's hardly said much at all. He seems really sad, and who could blame him.
I lay here now and still can't beleive we are going through this. I'm still shocked that an innocent child can be struck by such an awful disease. I know I'm not alone and that's shocking too. It's not until you enter this world of childhood cancer that you realise how many mums are watching their child go through the same thing. It's devastating.
Words will never be able to describe this nightmare...
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