The other night, he got really upset when we didn't have car 17. I mean, full body, 30 minute fit fit fit. The Wife tried drawing a 17 on a car, but he wasn't buying it.
In other news, he got platelets yesterday, and I got my first experience at the hospital. It's nice! The nurses seem... well, like nurses. I wasn't impressed or distressed by them, which is a good sign.
He's got hair!!! (Just shows to go ya what happens when he doesn't get chemo for six weeks and then get a half dose of carboplatin.)
I also signed up for my reserve box at the new comic book store. They're nice. They had a Christmas tree with some presents, and The Boy went right after the presents. I told him, "They are pretend presents; the boxes are empty!" He understood that.
I've also had some great Younger Bro time since I got back. (The above picture: Kilroy was here!)
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