The Boy is watching Sesame Street. He was listening to the theme song and trying to sing along, as he has watched the theme song so many times. Earlier, he was reciting the words to "Jesse Bear, What Will You Wear" which he has only heard a few times and is just now trying to sing along with "C is for Cookie."
Not sure how long he'll be able to do that.
Today, we found out that he has mild hearing loss as a result of chemotherapy. The drug in question is, once again, Carboplatin. Currently, his hearing is that of your average middle-aged man. Were it to hold steady at that level of damage, it wouldn't be such a big deal, but likely, by the end of the treatment, he'll have a lot of hearing loss. Furthermore, they won't even talk about giving him hearing aids until he is off treatment for 18 months.
We have some memories of The Boy showing musical aptitude as a baby. Making faces at out-of-tune barbershop tags, singing notes at choir rehearsal, and clapping and conducting in rhythm. Certainly the hearing aid technology is great these days, but once again, this is one of those things that we'll always wonder about. What type of gifts might he have otherwise had that are being taken away by the treatment for this horrible disease?
How tall might he have been without radiation? How tall should he be now, if it weren't for chemo slowing him down? When would he have walked and talked?
Today The Boy was in a video. The topic is "when I grow up" and since he can't say, I decided I'd say he might be a writer. Maybe he'd write comic books. I'm excited to see it.