A visit from Joe

We've had two days of very little crying. I guess the drip, Botox shots, Reglan and valium combination has finally made a difference. Yesterday he had the splints on for hours without complaining. Billy had a visit from his best friend Joe (Joe was born with a deformity in his ear, and they became best friends because they were different. The last day Billy was in school, he pulled Joe aside and told him that no matter what happened to him they would always be friends.) It was good for both of them to meet again.

For those of you that don't know, Billy had been telling us that he would die after he finished chemo. He spoke to his oncologist about it, and he reassured him that he was low risk. We had him in counseling for it, his biggest fear was how I would react if something happened. Two days before this incident Billy asked me how would he know when he got to heaven. I explained that Jesus would greet him at the door and he would feel the same comfort he feels around his Dad and I. I also mentioned that Jesus was the best cuddler, and that made him a smile. The night before, Billy Boy asked that I sleep with him in case he died that night. The next morning at 10:00, his heart stopped.

I am still researching the Hyperbaric Oxygen chambers, and hoping something can bring a smile to Billy Boy's face.