A cockatoo called Horse

Today was headache-free. The kids played cricket all morning, and The Boy was the only one who made it through the entire day without having a nap in the afternoon.

Tonight he got ready for bed, said goodnight and took himself to bed. He fell asleep quickly, with no screaming, crying or writhing in pain. Perfect.

Yesterday I was worried, because the day was better than the other days, and the only drama happened after hours, on a Friday night. That’s not the best time to get the doctors who know him involved - we had debated the situation all week, when they would have been more available. Hopefully tomorrow will be good, too.

We’re still not sure why this week has been the way it has, but the last couple of days did improve, so we’re running with that for now.