Hannah has had a great week. She was struggling with nausea and unable to eat until a couple days ago. We found the magic of tuna noodle casserole. Really. She loves it. She ate an entire four servings of it yesterday! She has a spinal tap and weight check on Friday. With all she has been eating, I almost can't wait to see the number.
Right now Hannah's ANC is pretty high. Up near 2000. If there was ever a time to get her out of the house, it is now. Also, I have a few memberships that I would like to get some use of!
We went to the Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium (thank you lovely Smacna crew) with Mackenzie and the ever adorable Cadence on Saturday. It was really cold, but it didn't stop us. Ok, after two hours it did. We had a fantastic two hours, though.
The walruses are my favorite. It is the mustache. What aspect of sea life requires the mustache? How did that develop? Or maybe walruses are just trying to look more sophisticated. Either way, they sure did want to see us.
Next on the list was the Museum of Glass. The first experience there was lacking, to say the least. However, since I went and bought a membership, we had to go again. I am happy to report that they have completely redeemed themselves.
We were informed upon arriving that we could go watch them making the glass in the hot shop. We hurried in to find a large room with seats and a sort of sunken stage. Down on stage there where several men working and a woman with a mic narrating the process.
Hannah said Hi very loudly. The woman thought she had a question and stopped talking to ask. Hannah proceeded to introduce herself as if she was at an AA meeting for cancer victims. She said "My name is Hannah and I have cancer". I'm not kidding. The lady reacted so well. I can't remember what exactly she said, just that it wasn't as awkward as that could have been.
Then, one of the guys, wish I knew his name, asked us to come to the front row. He had a small ball of glass on the end of a stainless steel stick that he had just put in a VERY hot oven. He told Hannah to watch the ball and with little tweezers started to shape it. Before we knew it, a tiny horse appeared. Talk about impressive!
It takes awhile for these things to cool, so on a piece of glass that is best described as sand dollarish, he inscribed "To Hannah Love MOG" on the back and gave it to Hannah. It was such an awesome moment for her. She said thank you and then interrupted that poor lady one more time to see if it was ok to take home. When we left she waved and said good bye to each one of the staff.
What a great group, the MOG staff, turned out to be. It is so moving to see how touched someone can be and the way they respond to what Hannah is going through. I think we have been fortunate through this, in that we have met many, wonderful people, just like that. People who have been willing to help without asking, or offer support, love and prayers. It does make a big difference.