William is passing his days watching cartoons and The History Channel. His energy and appetite have decreased which are normal side effects of this therapy. But darn it, we're still trying to pack on the pounds. Although he has told us on several occasions he doesn't want to talk (his tell-tale sign he's not feeling good), he remains quite pleasant. It constantly amazes us how patient and accepting he is of all he's gone through. He even confided in Aunt Paige that going through all this was almost worth it to get his own room! Really? A little more begging may have worked over getting cancer.
Visits from Uncle Rich and Aunt Paige, Grandma and Grandpa Murdock, and all his brothers have brought a welcome change of pace to the days. Although I must admit that I am a little jealous of the prolonged visits they had with William in his room. Unlike me and Ryan, they don't have to pace their daily allotment of exposure to him.
The boys were a little bummed they couldn't go into the room, but if you look closely in the photo, you can see William in the reflection in the mirror. They quickly got over their disappointment by raiding our snack bag of sour candies and goldfish crackers. At the moment, Ryan and his parents have left the hospital and are enjoying the afternoon at the California Academy of Sciences which boasts an aquarium, planetarium, rainforest, natural history museum, and more. Hopefully tonight we'll all sneak out to dinner together if William is okay being left alone for a bit. (He may not even notice while in a TV coma!)
So although the days may be long, the accommodations tight, and the boredom hard to fight, this too shall pass.