Hungry Jack

I spent my first solid chunk of time with Jack today since the diagnosis. (I'm Carey's husband, Rob, by the way.) Earned a day off work and spent it with my daughter, Greta, and Emma. We enjoyed story hour at the South Orange Public Library, had lunch at Eden Gourmet and frolicked on a local playground. Jack joined us for lunch and a little post-playground play at the Baileys.

Carey told me that his appetite had grown since starting on steroids, but I had no idea! As soon as Elin strolled into the cafe with Jack and he saw the slice of pizza on my plate and the penne with meatballs shared by Greta and Emma, he started making mewling sounds that crescendoed to growling. Elin couldn't get an extra plate and fork fast enough! He had at least 5 meatballs and most of a cheese slice.

Two hours later, I saw him in his natural habitat, where the Baileys have hooked him up with a dining nook below one of the kitchen counters. He has a bottle of juice and a bowl filled with what I thought looked like Teddy Grahams. He spent about 75% of his time happily noshing, watching Emma and Greta run around. I'm sure there will come a time during his treatment when Jack's appetite wanes significantly, but for now it was great seeing him doing something as natural as eating -- something the healthy among us often take for granted.