on Benjamin had a sweaty, steroid-y, fitful night’s sleep. His body felt weak and tired after yesterday’s late night, and he wound up in bed with us. I’m thankful for Spring Break. After Michael kissed us goodbye this morning, we rested for over two uninterrupted hours. The effect of the steroids today was slightly more manic… Continue Reading Day 441
on Benjamin’s February steroid pulse has come to an end. Hallelujah. Every night this week, the medicine has reared its ugly head during the interminable, tear-filled wait between “please be seated” and “dinner is served” (usually a span of less than a minute). This morning, steroids showed up by barreling into our kitchen and demanding to make fresh squeezed lemonade… Continue Reading Day 416