Yesterday, my adorable little niece and I created our morning green drink. We added a banana, and then stuffed the blender with handfuls of kale. Then, poured some water in the base and Isla flipped the switch. We watched the drink swirl, and as it chopped, I pulled orange flavored fish oil out of the fridge. I love young children because they don't have any preconceived notions. She never said, "Gross! Fish oil?" like an older child might have. I unscrewed the top, sniffed it, and said, "Yummy! Smells like fresh oranges." I passed the glass over to Isla, and she agreed. When the drink was finished blending, we poured it into a large pint glass, adding two tablespoons of the fish oil. We stirred it together and tried a taste. Isla loved it, so I poured a glass just for her. If you look closely in the photo above, you can see the green goo on the sides of her mouth.
It's always fun hanging out with Isla. She's adorable, and hilarious, always willing to try new things. I'm incredibly disappointed that Hermie grew. The day before the MRI, Danny looked at me, smiling, and asked, "If the MRI is good, how many good MRIs will it take before we can make a baby?" Obviously, we were getting ahead of ourselves. That's hard to swallow.
Also, I should clarify from the previous post that my doctor does not agree that the tumor areas are less dense - that is just our opinion.
