Today has been a total disaster. Jude was scheduled for treatment at 11 a.m. As usual, treatment was not running on time and he didn’t get in until 2 p.m. I guess there were some complications with a child who was scheduled 1-1/2 hours before Jude. That pushed all the kids for the rest of the day way back. Jude didn’t complain too much until about 1:30 p.m. He was so thirsty. He went into survival mode and was canvasing the whole waiting room looking for something to drink. He finally realized that I had my backpack with and went to tear into it looking for something to drink. He was fighting me to get something to drink. I asked about the anticipated wait and even asked if they could just put him to sleep while he waited. I think the workers there realized that Jude would start a riot if they didn’t take some action so they tried to bribe him with a toy from the toy shelf. He said sadly, “All I want is something to drink.” Finally he relented and got to pick out any toy he wanted from the toy shelf. I had him pick out one for his 3 year old friend from Ukraine who was waiting with him. After all, why should Jude get rewarded for throwing a fit when she was equally hungry and thirsty, but acting perfectly, and scheduled for 30-45 minutes after Jude? Building a Lego Star Wars space ship kept Jude’s mind off of how hungry/thirsty he was. So, it’s a 4 p.m. breakfast for Jude today. Poor little guy.