the weekend

Paige came home from the hospital (a few days ago) with three kinds of antibiotics to take. They smell dreadful, so I can only imagine how they taste. And they do unhappy things to her poor little tummy.

Luke's birthday was Saturday, so Paige was home for that. Luke asked "Mama if the world is upside down, why don't the people feel upside down?" "Because, well, since there, uh, how about you ask daddy that question."

Paige had great fun on Sunday jumping on the trampoline and going for a long walk with the Hansen clan. At the washed out bridge at the golf course, she found little rocks to throw down into the water. "Hiii yaa!" And then she would cover her mouth with her hand and giggle.

So last night Ben went to flush her line, and behold, there was no end cap. So presumedly the whole thing is no longer sterile, so Ben took her up to the hospital today to get the whole thing pulled out. A relief in one way (now, after 6 months, she'll finally be able to take normal baths!) But not good in that she will have to be poked every week by the visiting nurses when they come to draw blood.

The biopsy is in about two weeks, so keep praying!

update

The doc said Paige will be at the hospital for a couple weeks, until her ANC is high enough to safely send her home.

Today a NYU college soccer team passed us in the hallway on the way to the food court. One stopped and talked to Paige, and asked her which was her favorite stuffed animal from the gift store window which we were standing in front of. "The frog." We chatted a little bit, and then he left, only to return a few minutes later (we had moved on to resting on lobby chairs. Paige was sitting on the arm and pretending it was a horse. "Yee haw!" she kept saying.) He produced a bag from behind his back, and after asking me if it was ok for her to play with dolls, he pulled out and gave Paige --the frog! He said it was a Mexican frog, so we named it Eduardo, after our new Mexican friend.