Day 8

Today is day plus 8 and it's been a busy day for all the wrong reasons.

Brett has been very sick Many times (dark green!!) and has looked swollen in his face.
The doctors think the swollen is due to all the different products going into him and hope the green sick is due to the mucositus going through his body.

His new cells are due to start appearing soon so really the side effects could be anything.
The staff are keeping a really close eye in him so can't complain.

Well I can and I will complain, ok just have a bit of a moan.
Today I felt a bit low. Not tearful just tired of feeling worried. I want him to start feeling better. Brett just says 'I feel awful' whenever he's asked and he's in pain. I'm weary watching I can't imagine how bad it is experiencing it.
He's so brave.

In a way I feel terribly guilty for being well. No mother should watch their child this ill, whatever the child's age.

More blood transfusions over night. 3 units to get through so another long night ahead.
Never mind maybe the cells will appear tomorrow.

I have been playing the final German phrase to Brett's body ( much to his annoyance) he really thinks I'm a wally but what teenage boy doesn't think that of his mum?

The final phrase is:

Zellen bitte beeilen
Sie sich und anfangen zu arbeiten.

Which means;
Please cells
Hurry up and start working.