Hello! We had a great weekend together as a family. We shy away from indoor activities so that the girls won't get sick, but we did take a nice stroll through Author's Ridge at the Sleepy Hollow Cemetery in Concord this weekend. We saw the graves of Louisa May Alcott, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Henry David Thoreau, and Ralph Waldo Emerson. It was so New Englandy, and so fun. (We are grooming our little history-buffs-to-be.)
Evy had a break from proton therapy yesterday due to the holiday. Today she had an MRI with no anesthesia followed by radiation. They had the MRI to monitor the fluid level around her brain. They thought they could do it without anesthesia, so we went along for the ride. Evy got pretty scared of the machine and they wrapped her up in white towels so she couldn't move her head. She started to cry but then the nurse told her she looked like a baby polar bear. Evy got a perplexed look on her face and then just kept that face on for the rest of the procedure. They instructed me to lay down on top of her legs so she could see my face and then they slid us both into the machine. The MRI machine makes very loud noises that are pretty jarring for an adult, so I feel quite bad for Evy that she had to endure it awake. I understand that if she can do it without anesthesia it is best, but in a perfect world they could have just kept her asleep from radiation and then just wheeled her over. I am imagining her waking up from a dream when she is older asking me if she ever went to a disco dressed in white towels. I was quite nauseous when we got out of the machine, but Evy seemed just fine.
Then we headed over for radiation. The radiation machine had broken down this morning (that is why we did the MRI first.) Luckily when we got there it had just been repaired and Evy got in first. While we waited in the waiting room, Evy was practicing walking. She noticed that a woman had draped her fur-lined coat over a nearby seat and started panting like a dog. She kept motioning over to the coat implying that she wanted to pet the dog. I had to continuously explain to her that the fur was not a dog and luckily we were soon called for our appointment. Thankfully, the coat's owner's back was to us so I did not have to witness her reaction!
Evy is scheduled to begin chemo again tomorrow, so we will surely enjoy this snowy afternoon together at home.