Teoman was still having trouble sleeping. Part of it was he wouldn’t take the pain medicine - because the pain medicine meant a shot. He accepted it the first night, but after that he wasn’t interested.
He pooped after an enema and came out of the bathroom smiling again with pride. He still walked like a heartbreakingly old man with both of us pushing him and holding his belly for him - but Tolga and I both were beginning to relax realizing he was feeling better.
We had all camped out in the room for the night. Tuana slept in the stroller, Tolga and Tomris on a long couch in the room, me on the chair. We walked the halls together too. Tomris pushing the IV pole, Teoman walking slowly - Tolga and I taking turns holding his belly. Tuana sometimes taking Teoman’s hand too. We made it back to the room.
Teoman was clearly doing better today. Eating more, talking more, playing transformer with his sister in the bed, watching cartoons.
He still had pain coming and going which stressed Tolga and I out a lot. When will his pain end?
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