Buckle Up!

Poor Kean.

He started off strong today... we had Physical Therapy outside

since it was such a picture perfect day.

We made him walk to and from the four wheeler-- and oh was he happy

and wanting nothing more than a ride or two, or three.

But the kiddo slowly went down hill as the day wore on.

After he woke up from his nap, it was whimper city.

Of course, those whimpers went to the wayside

when "Motorcycle Bill" showed up to make things all better.

 At least for a little while.

 (Dave-- this reflection shot is for you)!

Unfortunately, motorcycle rides can't last forever.

"Motorcycle Bill" does have a family at home and a life

beyond giving Kean rides.

Fortunately, for us, Greer is a sweetheart and was willing

to finish giving her little sis her spa treatment...

 and take Kean for a four wheeler ride around the yard.

Seriously, the only time he wasn't crying and unhappy tonight

was when he was outside on a bike-

or snuggling with dad.

I can't blame him.

He has quite the cocktail of gunk in his system.

He got Chemo through his port yesterday,

takes oral Chemo every night, got an extra dose of Chemo

today-- that nasty Methotrexate and on top of that,

he is back on the Steroid juice.

Buckle up... it will likely be a rough road for a few days.