This past Sunday, around 6pm, Nicky decided to come sit on the couch where we usually change bandages in front of the TV. I told him that I still had to finish dinner and clean up, but he said he didn’t mind, he wanted his bandages changed BAD. So bad in fact that he told me he wished we could do his ‘whole body’. I was a little stunned by this. Usually Nicky is not exactly keen on changing bandages, even at 16 I have to call him and bug him about it until he decides to come and sit down so we can get started, and we normally only do either one arm or both legs. After I got done with dinner and the cleanup, around 6:30pm I sat next to him and asked him how he felt, and how his pain measure was. Ever since he was young,Read More →