There's No Place Like Home

This post is #130 in a year-long series ... Through this series of posts I plan to share our family's experiences during our 17-year-old daughter's year-long battle with brain cancer, which began in February of 2008. My desire is to process through the events of that year from the perspective that a decade of time has brought ... for myself, really. But if you'd like to follow along, you're welcome to join me.

November 9, 2008

One thing about a week-long stay in the hospital ... It sure makes you appreciate a good night's sleep in your own bed!  The folks at Children's Hospital do their best to accommodate parents who stay in the rooms with their children, and provide either a reasonably comfortable recliner-type chair or a cushioned bench-type area in front of the window (can you say drafty?), but it's a far cry from the comforts of home.  Then there are the continuous interruptions throughout the night as nurses move in and out of the room doing their jobs.  Hannah and I were both mighty pleased to hear that we were finally headed home!

My email from ten years ago today ...

It's Sunday morning, and we just got word that we are going home! Hannah's ANC (immunity level) has still not risen, but it has remained steady at about 100 for the last few days. We will have to return tomorrow for our regular Monday clinic appointment, but at least Hannah and I will be able to sleep in our own beds tonight (without IVs beeping, blood pressure checks, etc.) She feels much better, and her throat pain has really decreased over the last couple of days. Well, we'd better start packing....

God is good, all the time!

Jill