Have you ever lost a camera? I did, along with a camera card that was filled to the brim with precious memories. Thank goodness my sweet husband found it... several months after I lost it. No comment about WHERE he found it. :-)
I knew I was behind posting here but until I searched through the through the blog looking for pictures, I didn't realize how far behind I was. So if you are game, I will gather up the pictures I found and retrieve the ones I took on borrowed cameras and catch you up on Abby.
Abby's energy level is improving and she is attacking life with an intensity that surprises even me. At 6 months old Abby earned the nickname, the Guatemalan Pistol. The pistol is back. She is curious about everything and afraid of nothing. Sometimes Abby, being Abby, is hilarious but today it was absolutely disgusting. Yep, I said disgusting.
Abby would live outside 24/7 if we would let her. She spends every free moment examining plants, bugs, rock, dirt, etc. Yesterday she dunked Landis into our neighbors outdoor goldfish pond, so he could "see the fish better"... disgusting. Today our sweet "princess" carried "beautiful" feathers into our home... that were still attached to the bird's entire intact wing. Disgusting.
We were warned that Abby's immune system would would take up to a year to recover from the chemo. Thankfully, so far, it is handling Abby's adventures just fine.
NO pics of the bird's wing, but Brent wishes he cold have taken a picture of my face when she brought it in.
Here's some pictures of Abby ringing the end of treatment bell when she finished chemo. It's a pretty emotional moment when, after 2.5 years of misery, you get to ring this bell that you've walked past and dreamed about during every painful visit for chemo, spinal punctures and hospitalizations. "Ding, ding, ding". Something so simple, so common that held so much meaning and relief.
Ding, ding, ding... signaling the end of 2.5 years of misery.
Abby gets a hug from Dr. Cain who managed her care for the entire 2.5 years.