Day 9

Today I tried very hard to parent my other kids. I took a walk in the forest preserve with the dogs and Avery.

"I'm thirsty," Avery says.
I tell her, "Here, drink this." The last 3 oz of water in my bottle...
She says in disgust, "Ewww. Gross. No."
Then 2 min later, "I'm thirsty."

Fuck. Parenting is hard. Even harder with no emotional capacity.

1. Abigail's nausea is better.
2. She showered! Yay! Thank you Niccole for the shower seat!
3. Chris came for dinner.
4. I'm down to 2 bottles of red. If anyone is keeping track.
5. Her UW team is working with our HMO, our PCP, and the children's hospital in Chicago to transfer care ASAP.

Overall - a very good day. I have zero complaints. Thank you to every single person who's sent me a card, a text, or a virtual message.

Tomorrow Susie and Ana travel to Smith College in Northampton, MA for a tour. Life goes on. Next year we will be doing the same with Abigail. I know it.