We are bringing in this new month with the cold from Hell! Neil is the last man standing in this war of tissues, cold medicine, head aches and coughing. The big downside to this, is our boy Tim, being sick while fighting cancer is not a fun ride. This guy has been pretty sick and last night spiked a fever of 101 which meant an automatic trip to the ER.
Bekah knocked on our bedroom door at 12am letting us know that Tim had felt dizzy and subsequently taken his temperature. I was in a NyQuil stupor and not too coherent. I did realize Tim needed some care but darned if I could move. Neil, aka Knight in Shining Armor, popped out of bed, threw on clothes and was on this. They headed out to Children’s Hospital at the South Campus (15 minute drive) and if need be they would transport him to Main Campus (45 minute drive).
At 4:30am Neil and Tim returned home. Neil filled me in on what went down at the ER. A bag of fluids, blood tests to rule out infections in his port, tylenol when tests came back with no infection, heated blankets (which can I just say are one of the hospitals best ideas) and Tim snoozing while Neil kept vigil.
Tonight Neil was our hero. He and his steadfast stead (his Silver Prius) saved the day. I had to take a seat on the bench tonight and I don’t like that. I want to be all in. I want to be in there for my people, swinging, punching and fighting. Sometimes our bodies say no. I am so thankful for our strong team. When one of us is down there are others to fill in.
Here is to a new day of coughing, sneezing, blowing and cold medicines. A prayer of protection for the boy! 359 days till off treatment! Next crisis, I am there for you Neil, barring any NyQuil hangovers.