Ankle

This morning Elizabeth was excited to point out that she could move one ankle! (One back, one to go.) That was probably the best news of the day. She had a really rough night last night and was too tired to do most of her morning therapy. In an effort to convince the entire team of medical personnel here that we are fully capable of caring for her at home, I've taken on most of her nursing care. They still give meds and do vitals, but Elizabeth really prefers to have the two of us do the rest...transfers to the wheelchair, skin care, positioning, etc. She's getting stronger each day and progressively needs less of my help. We're praying this trend continues at an accelerated pace. We've been here 10 days now and already the next inpatient chemo feels fast approaching, so we'd like to have her mostly recovered from the neurosurgery. The poor thing is sore all over from it! (Today her wrists flared up...they have developed massive, painful bruises from the nerve monitoring needles they used.) One doctor told us that the days through this cancer battle will be like a roller-coaster, but today it seemed like the hours were a roller-coaster...one minute I'm so grateful for the amazing care and doctors and medical technology, and the next I feel like my heart is being torn out watching sweet Elizabeth endure this. For now, I feel like we've got a better sleep plan for tonight, so I will just go with that. As always, thank you for your support and service!