We were finally moved to the oncology floor and into a private room this morning. And thankfully my normally early riser, slept soundly next to me. She didn’t sleep well the first night and was pretty grumpy for most of the day yesterday. But sleep deprivation does that to me too. I was so relieved she actually was able to get a decent night’s sleep. She also woke up pleasant and cheerful this morning.
As per her usual morning routine, she was ready to eat before she was even out of bed. I had a reserve croissant for her while I ordered her breakfast. (And food on reserve is so make or break with this little one!)
With minor protest, I introduced her to some new faces and we cozied up to Sandy, Miss Hannigan, and Annie on the TV screen while we waited for breakfast to arrive.
After her croissant, she dug into her favorite, green peas. That would be for breakfast, lunch, and/or dinner. I don’t question. I just appreciate. 🙂
She also made some new “friends” on the oncology floor with the nurses. And I use that term loosely as her distrust of anyone in scrubs or a white coat has snowballed since this all began. She did however, let her guard down just a little with Jose. His approach included a sense of humor and creative imagination to disarm her.
After she tired of her room, we walked around the floor and found some cars. She quickly chose the pink one. When she was having a hard time getting in on her first try, my Mommy instinct kicked in, “Do you want me to help you Sissy?” And she immediately snapped back, “No Mommy! I do it!”
Yep. My independent, strong-willed, sassy girl.