The boy woke up this morning and went to bed tonight-- g.r.o.u.c.h.y.
Can't say I blame him.
If I had that much Chemo pushed into my body I'd be a terror.
Kean was supposed to have two therapy sessions today.
Poor Andrea... Kean was most uncooperative today.
We opted to postpone Maureen's session until next week.
The only thing that made him happy tonight
was yep, you guessed it... a motorcycle ride with
Pops-- (and a hello from Grandpa Bodily).
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