You know you are on some pretty stringent medical protocol when you are laying in bed and your four year old calls from the other room reminding you that you didn't give him his nightly medicine.
After the guilt pangs of being an awful parent, I take him downstairs to grind his chemo pill and put it in some applesauce for him.
"Which one is it?", I call to my wife in the other room as I try to choose between four different bottles of medicines with his name on them.
Before she can answer, Von says from the barstool, "Mercaptopurine" and pronounces it with perfection of a medical student with something to prove.
I smirk to myself that he knows how to pronounce this drug name. And as I look through the other bottles, I see drug names that look foreign to my reading eye but that sound familiar as I hear my wife reference them with Von all the time. Odd names. Names starving for vowels and attention.
Doxcyclene. Methotrexate. Dexamethasone.
Names that confuse and leave spell checker suggestion-less.
I think it's funny. Von can't say the word 'lemonade' without messing it up. But he can rattle off 'mercaptopurine' like nobody's business.
Big boy.
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Boy, he's come a long way in the medicine taking business, hasn't he? I remember when even a spoonful of sugar wouldn't help the medicine go down.
Smart kid, maybe a future in the pharmaceutical field.
Hey, I know Methotrexate and Dexamethasone! We're old buds.
Sadly, you'll probably never forget the names of these bad boys.
CLASSIC!!!
So glad he is better. Wondering if he still has his port or was that removed since he is on oral meds? Lots of prayers still go up for that little guy. Love you all!
Must be nice to have Lisa around to add depth to the family tree. Your post inspires us. Maybe he could go over and Rock the River tonight with Franklin Graham. One of these days maybe we can hang out together for a day or two.
Yeah, big boy, but it's a shame. Kids aren't supposed to have to know those words, and neither are their parents. Lemonade is what they're meant for.
What a kid. Really. I don't even have a fancy big word to describe him; mabybe...just...WOW.
He's probably about ready for his doctorate, don't you think? And, what's even more sad, is those are the names of poisons that he's naming. Whatever happened to "Mr. Yuck"? and teaching kids to stay away from that stuff?
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