Will

I don't mean "will" as in strength of character or last will and testament.  I mean it as in William.  Today we learned there is a young man on the floor who, like Annie, enjoys playing the ukulele.  Could it be that she was only up from 4-5 AM with a bloody nose or that she has entered the "barfy" stage but kept down one pistachio, one piece of mango, one cashew, one peanut butter pretzel and five sips of water .... that improved her mood?  Not sure but something got our formerly morose girl to do her physical therapy, practice her ukulele, and to go to a little patient gathering before which she wanted us to find her matching headband and sort out her cowlicks.  In fact she is now 24 minutes late for "curfew."  We'll take every little blessing we can get, chemo starts tonight.