Day -1

Jesse has chosen these two smiling dogs from the many that Joanne sent the other day to be the Photo of the Day! I hope you like them as much as we do.
This post going to be very short as I am very tired. Tomorrow is the big day, although everyone says it is an anti-climax. I'll let you know how it goes. Today went fine again, officially he "had a rest" as the nurses put it. The Ciclosporin wasn't nasty; no reaction at all and it turns out he has to have it twice a day for the next 8 weeks. His chemo is over and he is doing really well. Our lovely nurse Lenka came in this evening and said she couldn't believe how well he was. She said that most kids would have started being sick and would continue for a week. Jesse has been really ok today, he was a little tired and off his food (although he ate vast quantities of melon and cucumber), but still in good spirits. Lets hope it continues...
Thank you for your jokes and comments, lovely to hear all those new voices! Joey, Jesse loved your joke the best today (I think you and he share the same sense of humour...) thank you and good luck with your assembly! Say hello to everyone in Swans.
And finally here is a photo Jesse took today from his bed. His dog Toby found himself in this undignified position, wedged between a chair and the bed, after an unsuccesful attempt to jump on to the floor! We think he looks very silly. More soon,
loads of love to you all,
Claudia
x

PS Leo, Kipper doesn't have bowling shoes and his birthday is October 20th, but I think you might be making Poochiella Puddleduck up. I haven't talked to Jesse about this as Derek read the blog to Jesse this evening so I don't know what he thinks of your proposal, I'll let you know soon,
love
C
x


3 Comments:
Hi
I do hope both you and Mummy had a goodnight.
Bernie walking eh - impressed.
Am off to Tobago in about 3 hours - wish I knew how Kipper got there so quickly, anyway I will keep an eye out for him and let you know if I spot him chasing chickens on the beach.
Speaking of chickens:
Silly girl: Why does your son say, "Cluck, cluck, cluck".
Mrs. Poulet: Because he thinks he's a chicken .
Silly girl: Why don't you tell him he's not a chicken ?
Mrs. Poulet: Because we need the eggs
and
Q: Why was the chicken afraid of the chicken?
A: Because he was chicken!
Definately can't call you chicken - you have to be the bravest boy I know.
love for us all.
Hi Jesse,
Bye Jesse, I've got to go to school now!
Bye for now
Annie xoxo
.. and mummy says "good luck" today and lots of love to you all
xxxxx
Whoops, silly me, realise what we have been doing wrong when sending a comment. If you look on day 2 or 3, I can't remember you will see a new comment from all at No 50. I will definitely try to get it right next time. x
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