Today Story and I sat in the office floor and did her chemo. Cadence asked to help, so she sat next to me and handed me the syringes when I needed them. A little while later, I walked into the office and found this:
Cadence was standing there looking so proud. I asked what she was doing. She replied, "I thought you might need to flush Story's lines."
Amazingly, this is what we need when we flush Story's lines. She's got the gloves, the alcohol and the saline--she does have about 12 extra syringes of saline, but who's counting?