We were so excited to be home Thursday night. We had an interesting ride home with Clayton nauseated and not feeling great. So, after his first chemo treatment, he did have a few bouts of nausea. We are learning exactly what anti nausea medicines will work best for him. It's strange, because he'll be just fine one minute and then throwing up the next.
Friday morning he was very sick. Later in the day he was feeling better and even asked to go to the school carnival. I reluctantly agreed, but held his hand and walked with him and my hand sanitizer the entire night. I could tell he was glad to be there, but was completely overwhelmed at the same time. He saw lots of friends, teachers, and I was able to see lots of friends who I've missed. We are so blessed to have such an awesome support system.
Today, Saturday, He had a better day. He did have an episode of nausea in the car after he thought he wanted Shipleys, but after a rest and a great shower, he ended up having a great day. I was outside calling him down off the slide by late afternoon. Last thing we need is a broken arm from climbing over the top of the monkey bars. It felt good to see he and Cort play a little. He's learned that his siblings get squeamish with the vomiting, so he's figured out how to fake throw up just to make them jump and run. It's really kinda funny.. typical Clayton.
Clayton with Dr. Murali.. his Oncologist. Please pray for him by name as he heads up Clayton's team.
Driving around town today, attending the school carnival and getting back to reality a little has made me realize what all we take forgranted. How much I really loved the sight of my little kindergartener throwing his backpack on and running toward the bus, something he won't be doing for awhile... watching little boys file out of their cars for ball practice...seeing neighborhood kids all running around together talking about where they're going next. Makes me so excited to think of the day that my little guy will be back doing those things... healed, changed, stronger and ready to face the world. Lord, please give me that day... give HIM that day. We trust you for it.
Tonight as I was praying over Clayton I caught myself bargaining with God. Begging him to give me a chance.. a LONG chance to create something amazing in Clayton that would be used for His glory for YEARS. Begging him to heal him and give him.. and me.. a chance. Is that wrong.. begging God? Cause I'm BEGGING God to heal Clayton. Please continue to pray that Clayton's treatment plan works, and for the side effects to be light. We love you ALL.