The days was mostly good, and soured a little in the evening. So far Zevi has been tolerating the treatment really well - the first 24 hrs of it. To the surprise of some doctors even, he was allowed to participate at the rooftop music party. One of the hospital volunteers played the ukulele. Zevi enjoyed many songs and even danced. At some point in the day the dressing on his central line was changed, and that appears to have gone well also, though it did leave Zevi really skittish about having anything near his chest touched.
By the time Benjamin, Grandpa Misha, and I showed up (around 7:20 pm) Zev was more subdued. Benjamin, for his part, was getting hungrier and crankier by the minute. After some decent playing and watching of cartoon together - followed by a messy effort to feed Zev while keeping Benjamin from gobbling up all the food - Benjamin was sent home with aunt Vika and grandpa. I stayed around for the nightly bath. Zevi got stressed, utterly refused to get into the bath, and a debate followed. Eventually Zev threw up whatever his mom did manage to get him to eat. At this point Zevi was summarily and briefly washed. Eventually some semblance of calm returned. Zevi was dressed, rinsed out his mouth, was dressed again (moth was not the only thing that got rinsed), and settled down for a few cartoons before bed. At that point I headed out to prepare for my intended weekend stint there. The duration of said stint will be defined by Zevi's willingness to tolerate me instead of mom and, to some degree, by my ability to tolerate the situation.
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