I know that things are going to get more difficult as time goes on - I know that chemo is a cumulative thing, and that there are going to be bad days as time goes on. I know that this weekend is going to be more difficult than the previous couple of weeks because of the doxorubicin; it's a 15-minute intravenous drug (he can play and stuff while he's on the IV, but it'll be in for 15 minutes or so) that will, apparently, turn his pee red, pink, orange or some combination.
But, today was a particularly good day. From the moment that he woke up and continuing through now, he's been in a brilliant mood all day! He's been happy, smiling and fun all day today! I mean, he's been REALLY, REALLY smiley and fun - I don't think I've ever heard him giggle as much as he did this morning, and I've never seen him smile so much.
Not that today was a particularly interesting day. We played from 7AM (when he got up) until the two of us lay down for a nap from 10:15 to 12:30 this morning, then we hung out with my father while we watched the ballgame. He was playing, and cruising along the furniture, and crawling around, and trying to grab different electronic toys! It was extremely cute and fun.
Later, he napped again from 4:30 to 6:30, which means it'll be interesting to see when he'll actually go to bed.
Another side effect of the medication, apparently, is a slight change to his taste buds. The doctor told us that he would start to strongly prefer salty and/or spicy foods to his normal diet. Yesterday at the Red Robin for dinner, he ate a lot of spicy chicken from my wife's plate; he also had his first french fry. This morning, he was not enthusiastic about his eggs until he had the "family spice" - onion salt. Weird, but not that strange.
He did just eat a hot pepper a minute ago and is really unhappy about it. What is it about babies that makes them so cute, even when they're crying?