The Best Medicine

Libby is virtually through the delayed intensification phase. We’re getting her counts checked weekly. We have to be careful about infections. And we have to make sure she doesn’t need a transfusion. And we’re waiting for her counts to recover. Then, we’ll start the interim maintenance phase, most likely, the end of this month. In the meantime, she continues to prove the old adage, laughter is the best medicine, is true. This little one loves to laugh. And she loves to make others laugh. She keeps her sister in stitches. She can get a complete stranger to laugh in under a minute. She deflects her therapists from their work (and hers) with her antics. And Hib and I completely get it. It’s why we like to distract ourselves from the stresses of our days by watching too much TV at night. Preferably sitcoms. Not totally healthy, I know. But laughter works. And it’s a go-to remedy in our family. We eventually deal with the happenings of our days. But sometimes there’s nothing like a good laugh.  And this little ham has certainly figured that out.  Thank you for your continued prayers!

Miss Potato Head