You might remember that his dosages went up this time. There was an obvious difference in how Joshua's body responded to the larger doses, but as usual, he handled it like the pro he has become. Every morning, Joshua woke up happy, but hungry. After about 3 or 4 breakfasts, he was good to go until the next snack. Surprisingly, Joshua napped well each day. But at around 5 pm he would hit a wall. He was hungry, but nothing tasted good. He was tired, but didn't want to sleep. He was cold, but a blanket made him hot. It's very weird, but we've become convinced that during this time he just feels everything, from hunger to happiness to pain to temperature to love, more acutely. He'll turn on a dime from throwing a fit over the smallest thing to grabbing you and telling you over and over again that he loves and is thankful for you.
You get the idea. There were some tears, but in the end we all made it to the next morning, every day. Thankfully, Joshua took his last dose of steroids this morning and the ill effects will begin to fade even tonight.

I did it. On Saturday, I ran 14 miles. I decided I wouldn't make my training official until I had run more than a half marathon to get ready. So now I am in. I am training again with