Every day at around 4pm this man comes out from behind his desk to go and feed the squirrels. It's hysterical! He is like Snow White out there!!! He brings out this huge white plastic bag from the trunk of his car and throws what looks like chunks of bread out. I am not exaggerating when I say that about 20 squirrels come running out of everywhere and get within about a foot or two of him. It's the sweetest thing. You can tell this has been a tradition of his since way before we ever got here.
Today I went to a couple of stores to gather boxes for when we are ready to pack up and get our things into storage. I drove around some streets that I hadn't had a chance to familiarize myself with yet. There are so many places we have yet to explore here. I can tell you one thing, the best gift I have gotten is this rental car!!! This is not a town you can easily (or safely) just walk to places in. I am not sure yet what my car situation will be for the next brutally long leg of this. So, I decided I better take advantage of having a ride that will take me anywhere and stocked up on cleaning supplies, garbage bags and other necessities for when we return. They will be safely stored here underneath Target House 2.
While I organized and cleaned here, Den and the kids went over to the art room for a lesson. It was nice to have some peace and quiet so I could gather my thoughts and build my strength. The past week has been particularly tough for me emotionally. I had a hard time staying positive and found myself in a state of shock and panic over the uncertainty of this whole situation's future outcome. I think the hardest thing on any of us is that there are no guarantees about the long term. If a person going through treatment could be guaranteed that after all is said and done that you would be free of worry, it would be so easy! You would breeze through the blisters, mouth sores, muscle aches, sedations, surgeries, nausea, and all of the other horrific side effects with ease. You would know that there is a reason for all of this. Unfortunately, we won't ever know. It's something that keeps me up at night. So, that is why I have been down. Shear fear. I do know that my little girl will keep fighting. We will all keep fighting right along side of her. I will pray and fight for a CURE. We are realizing why the search for a cure is even more important then finding what causes it. There are just too many unknown factors to ever pinpoint it. What we need is a cure. What we need is funding for research... pediatric research especially.
Here is a picture of Kayla and Miss Ashley from OT. One of our favorites here at St. Jude. She is determined to find something to keep working on with Kayla so we can come and see her lots when we come back. Her neck is doing fantastic, but we will find something! ;)
Kayla is holding up their latest art project. Melting plastic beads to make a replica of meow meow. It was a good thing Meow only has 3 legs... they ran out of white plastic beads! See? Sometimes even strange things are for a reason.
For now, I am going to focus on the fact that soon we will all be home on our much needed break. I get to drive up my hill. Walk down my steps. Flop onto my own bed. And just cry into my own tissues if I need to! Tonight when you lay down on your own beds thank God that you can. Then say a prayer for those of us who wish we could. Just take a second to remind yourself how lucky you are :)
Fishing at the Children's Museum of Memphis
Such a cool place!
Tonight, Kayla and I met a little girl, Angel (she is 10) and her mom. They are from Mobile, Alabama. They have been here since May and will most likely be here through the summer. SO sweet. Kayla and Angel had fun playing on the computer together. We might get together for Pizza tomorrow night. Kayla and Angel's eyes lit up! They can motivate each other to eat. Angel is having the same struggle with her appetite.