etoposide. I was quite fearful, however Isla is handling it okay again. Without fail, she is amazing me again. I am very proud of her.
Her extended family is such an intricate part of her comfort and healing.
So for whatever reason this week seems good. I am not so afraid. I am feeling a bit more comfortable and confident taking this on. Isla even took her medicine at one point this week and proudly proclaimed, "I didn't even cry! It is working! I am all better!"
The horrific shootings in Connecticut on Friday have changed my outlook as well. I am thankful for every day with my girl (even the ugly days). We can't take back those events, but we can make sure our immediate world is filled with a little more patience and love. Our current culture breeds this type of discontentment and purposelessness. I think strong family and communities are the important base that so many people are missing. Just feeling incredibly grateful I can be a part of a loving family and community.
Thinking and praying for two other friends whose babes are struggling in the hospital this week. Also excitedly awaiting the healthy birth of a friend's baby in the next week or so here. Looking forward to Christmas.