We really thought we would have had to move Joshua to the Hospice in Lowry this weekend. But yet again, he’s bucking the odds.
Yesterday involved spending most of the day on the couch with us drinking Fanta, of all things. He managed to keep it all down which surprised us all no end. They changed up his med dosages yesterday and they knocked him out about 4 pm and he’s been pretty sleepy since then.
He becoming a little less ‘together’ each day – a combo of tumor growth and lack of oxygen – he’s still talking, but often not relevant to the conversation.
So no ICC for us this weekend.