I'm watching Natalie smile in her bed as she watches a Christmas special. She woke up an hour ago from a long nap. She needed to catch up on her rest as she was up all night with leg pain due to the lasting effects of chemo and all the marrow finding the way to its destination. Grandpa Fish stayed with her last night and therefore gave Lisy and I a night off to spend time with children at home. Blair is recovering. He shuffles around like a 85 year old man with scoliosis. It really is cute to watch. He's being pampered to the up most extent and loving every minute of it.
Today Natalie had a visit from David Archuleta. I wasn't there but got a picture sent to me from Grandpa's phone. He sang "Jingle Bells" to her, and although I have no doubt she hadn't a clue who he was, she enjoyed the visit and the personal serenade. Even though I arrived at the hospital long after he was gone, there was a quiet buzz still humming from several of the nurses about how fun it was to hear him sing.
I must say, whoever in the PR department made that happen; bravo to them. Now....if they could get Harry Potter, Ron Wesley & Hermione Granger to walk through the doors of the ICS, and have them conjure up a spell that would make Neil Diamond appear in a red sequined butterfly collard jumpsuit belting out Oh Holy Night; well....that would be nice too.