From the Mouths of Babes…

I had a conversation with Josiah our 3 year old the other day. It was pretty cute as most conversations with a 3 year old would be.

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Do you like it when Geli goes to school

I don’t like her to be there for a long time?

What color are Daddy’s eyes

Grey or orange or pink or blue

What color are mommy’s eyes?

Blue

How many brother’s and sisters do you have?

Two (as he holds up two fingers and then he clarifies that by saying two sisters)

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What is Mommy’s favorite thing to do?

Cleaning the Dishes!

What is Daddy’s favorite thing to do?

Doing the Computer!

What is your favorite Food?

McDonalds

What does Mommy do for a job?

I dunno

What does Daddy do for a job?

I dunno EITHER

What is your favorite color?

Red and pink and blue and green

How much money do you have?

I have 6 but I don’t know where they are!

Who is Papa?

He is with Nana Karen

What is special about Papa?

Nana washes his clothes and he doesn’t

What is special about Nana?

She is my present!

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Who is Jesus?

He is God and he lives in the sky

What does he do up there?

He prays to us and he lives in the sky

What is his house like?

It’s like air (this is says with a tone that says “DUH!”

When are you gonna go to school?

Three. He counts on his fingers……

Where do you go when you die?

Up to Jesus and then He puts me down and then I come back to life…..We trade!

What do you want to do when you grow up?

I want to be an alien in a costume – that would be funny

What would you do with your alien costume?

I would buy it and put it on me, if it had one of those things on top…..Yah!

What do you want to do for a job when you get to be big like dad?

I could clean the floor!

……and at this point, the conversation ended because he dumped a cup of water on the couch beside me and soaked the bottom side of me and I had to go and get changed.

When you wish upon a star….

Guess what came in the mail on Monday?

Can you guess?

It’s probably pretty difficult without any clues, isn’t it?

Well, here is a hint….actually it’s not a hint…it’s just what came in the mail on Monday!

Children's Wish Application

Children who have a life threatening illness are granted a wish.

Angelica, unfortunately, is eligible to receive a wish. I wish for all the wishes in the world that she were not eligible (as in, she was not dealing with cancer and the resulting chemotherapy) and yet she is. And so she gets to wish….

She has been referred to the Children’s Wish Foundation and on Monday the application came in the mail.

The different Wish Foundations are amazing.

If you have an opportunity to give to a Children’s Wish Foundation, please do……think about us. Think about all that we’ve gone through on this crazy journey and all that we have yet to go through. It’s personal. There are so many kids going through life threatening situations and to have a “wish” to give you hope, to brighten your day, to encourage you to keep going when things are tough, to put a smile on your face when you least feel like smiling…..it’s a powerful thing.

I never look at opportunities to give to BC Children’s Hospital or the Miracle Network, or Balding for Dollars or any of the Wish Foundations, the same way that I used to. It’s real! It’s personal.

They have given so much to us, to our family…….to Angelica!

If you have the opportunity, please give. There is a Balding for Dollars Event coming up at BC CHildren’s Hospital on May 7th, and if you are interested, you can go to their website and give….

This is not just some nebulous foundation that does some random nice things one in a while. We have personally benefited from the Balding for Dollars Foundation and want to be able to see them, help others.

Angelica contributed to the Kourageous Kids Calendar and although it’s already partially through the year, you can still purchase a calendar and have a piece of Geli’s Artwork.

We imagine all the people who have given to allow Geli to have a wish and we are so thankful for each and everyone…….

And the Waves Roll In….

I think I’m going through another low moment in this whole thing.

I’m hoping that it was just the crap food that I ate at Easter that is the reason why I’m so stinking tired, but regardless….I’m finding it a struggle to get motivated and get everything done. I kind of have that feeling that I’m stuck with my feet in cement and that I’ve got cement running through my veins….everything feels like it’s SO. MUCH. EFFORT! Last night I crawled into bed with Judah at 7pm and “cuddled” him to sleep and promptly drifted off myself.


Breakfast Time

I’ve found that much like the waves of grief, that come and go sometimes stronger and sometimes more gentle…..that the exhaustion of this whole time in our lives seems to come in waves as well.

I feel completely overwhelmed and then I find that things seem a bit easier….then I feel overwhelmed and tired again and then I find that I feel stronger than before. It keeps on cycling and the most exciting part of the whole cycle is that I’ve recognized that it comes and it goes, and more often than not I end up feeling stronger after the “down cycle” than before.

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My Breakfast Partner

I’m not “fighting” the down times as much and I’m finding that helps some….

It doesn’t really make me feel any better, but I don’t feel so blindsided by it all. And yet, the down times frustrate me….

Good Morning

Good Morning

I’m tired. I feel overwhelmed by all I must accomplish. I feel a bit stressed about this next round of chemo that Geli is supposed to be starting tomorrow, and pray that it goes smoothly. I wish I had more time….in a day, to myself……just more time….and energy! Lots more energy would be nice, too!

Little Moments

There are things that I don’t want to forget.

The little moments that you wish you could hold onto forever.

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Unfortunately, there are a lot of OTHER moments in life and somehow you end up thinking about and focusing on those moments, when in reality they are so unimportant.

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I want to remember how little, how precious, how cuddly, how amazing this little boy is. I don’t want to forget and so….I attempt to snap a picture to “hold onto” to remember the little moments.

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Part 2 – The Place I’m In

I mentioned in Part 1 that I spend a great deal of time inside my house. The biggest reason for this is to keep Angelica as safe as possible.

We cannot protect her from everything and even in this environment, no matter how hard we try, there are bugs and bacteria that we cannot eliminate. When her counts get low…..she is even a danger to herself…..any cut or bump can add to the possibility for a problem….

It’s not fun.

The weight of the stress alone, is almost too much to carry; let alone just dealing with the actual chemo and the side effects it brings and add in the emotional side of things and often it can seem overwhelming, but that’s not the point of this post….

Weird Sun Thingy

Friday April 8 Langley, BC

Have you ever been hurt by another person?

I have.

For different reasons and at different times in my life, my feelings got hurt and it sucked. No one likes to get hurt, do they?

Well, here is some news that I’m sure is news to no one……..PAIN and SUFFERING happen. It’s as much a part of life as breathing and dying. It happens. It’s gonna happen! It’s just a part of life. No one gets a free pass. I’ve found that when I can accept that life has good AND bad moments, I can be more at peace with myself and in turn, when I am more at peace with myself – then I have more grace for others….

In this place that I’m in………I’m uncomfortable!

I’m literally living inside walls and there are aspects of this that feel so, so, SO claustrophobic!

You see, in response to the hurt I experienced, I built walls; and these walls……..they were supposed to keep me safe and protected.

I’m not really sure what I was thinking other than I just didn’t want to get hurt again. I guess that I figured that if my walls were big enough then I could keep hurtful people from doing hurtful things to me, and then… my life would be all sunshine and roses.

People who are hurting…..they end up hurting other people and the cycle rolls around and around and around! Think about it….when are you most likely to lash out at someone….after you’ve been hurt or offended?

HA!

It doesn’t really work like that. I still got hurt!

Eventually it got to the point where I avoided people. I don’t mean that I physically avoided ALL people, but that I didn’t really allow anyone to be close to me. I never allowed myself to be vulnerable to anyone. My understanding was that if I opened myself up to people, then I was opening myself up to a world of hurt.

And in time, I found myself alone!

The walls I had built to protect myself by keeping others out created an even bigger problem…..they allowed no one in.

I was alone; oh so very, VERY alone!

Eventually, I realized that this was a horrible way to live and after a fair amount of counseling, I began to let the walls down. I’m not saying that everything was 100% better and that I had no walls and was completely open and vulnerable to everyone, but I believe I was heading in the right direction. I was in process….. I was allowing people in to see me…to see the real me; to get to know me, the real me. Yes, I recognized that I might get hurt, but honestly, being alone hurts worse.

People are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges. Joseph F. Newton

This last year, I’ve experienced those walls in a very literal way. I’m inside these walls. We are trying to create a safe place for our daughter; and for a variety of reasons, I’ve spent most of the past year within some literal walls. It’s been a rough year. It’s been a stressful year. It’s been a very tiring year, but most of all it’s been a very lonely year!

It’s also in some ways been a very enlightening year. I have SO MUCH TIME TO THINK!

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Me as a Baby

Sometimes, this is a bad thing and sometimes, it is a very good thing.

I don’t want to be separated from “life”. Yes, this is just one year. Yes, we have made choices for a reason, a good reason. Yes, it’s not forever but right now it’s a lonely time and it sucks. I understand all of the reasons and it still doesn’t make it any better or easier. And so, I’m looking forward to this “season” ending and a new season beginning.

In any case, this has really cemented in me the fact that I do not want to be alone…..I do not want to live confined within walls. I’d rather be vulnerable than alone!

(part 3 coming soon)

My Little Picasso

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Judah loves to color. I don’t remember exactly how we figured this out, but one day Judah got a hold of a pen and the rest is history.

I think…..I remember one day when I was making a weekly menu plan, something distracted me; and he grabbed my pen and started scribbling in my notebook.

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It’s interesting to me, and we are encouraging it as much as possible, because I don’t remember any of my other boys being this interested in drawing or coloring.

The other two boys never really showed any interest in anything to do with pens or pencils or coloring…..it just wasn’t their thing….

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But Judah seems to really enjoy seeing the marks that he can make on the paper. At this point, he will use either hand to color even though, he seems a bit stronger with his right hand. Mind you, if you try to take the pen out of his left hand and put it into his right hand…..he is NOT happy about that. There is a lot of screaming and general upset-ed-ness…..

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I wonder if he’s gonna grow up to be an artist or……if he’s just really gonna enjoy coloring? We’ll just have to wait and see.

(part 2 is still coming…..I promise)

Out With the Old & In With the New

I was talking with my dad the other day and asking how much it would cost to get new carpets put in on my stairs….

The carpet that was there was the original carpeting and the house is 15 years old. There was only one other owner before us, but still….there is 15 years of someone else toenails and dead skin and coffee spills, not to mention that those particular carpets were a lovely off white color.

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Old Icky Carpet – GONE!

They probably looked AMAZING when the house was first built, but let’s just say that after almost 2 years of our family trucking up and down those sucker a million times a day and even with multiple steam cleans over the almost 2 year period….off white carpeting (on the stairs, no less) is probably not the best color for a family of 7.

Literally, We’d steam clean them and within an hour, there would be a NEW stain. It was so frustrating because no matter how hard I tried to keep them clean, the stairs just looked disgusting.

So, I asked my dad about pricing and he mentioned that he might have something at the office that would be perfect…

My dad owns a flooring company in Langley, BC – “Kennedy Floors”.

The next day I came home from running a quick errand and Xandra mentioned that Papa had dropped off a carpet sample and that Uncle Tim would be coming the next day to install the carpet if I liked it.

Wow, talk about service. Ask and receive! BAM, just like that!

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Thrilled to be getting rid of it

The carpet looked great next to our walls AND, it was a great pattern and color for a high traffic area. So we said, YES PLEASE!!!

My brother showed up the next morning and ripped all the carpet off the stairs. Josiah was LOVING just hanging out with his uncle for the day and my brother is amazing. He worked around having a 3 yr old “helper” who is well….he is just so very helpful!!!

It was interesting trying to keep the baby occupied because I couldn’t put him down on the floor or he would gotten into everything, but to get new carpeting……it was so worth it. We hung out on the couch some and checked out what was going on the back yard….it was really exciting stuff, like watching the grass grow!

Hanging Out on the Couch

Fortunately the baby took a quick nap, and before Tim put the new carpet in, I was able to paint around the edges of the
stairs.

Touch Ups

Downstairs Hallway Color – a Dark Grey

Here is a picture of the finished stairs from today…

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sorry ’bout the crappy cell phone photo

The lovely piece of wood in the left hand side of the picture is our custom made baby gate. Judah can crawl up faster than you can imagine, but he hasn’t quite figured out that standing or just turning around is not the smartest move and he’s definitely not clued in as to how to crawl down the stairs. I really must work on that with him, but until then…..Jon made the handy dandy piece of wood gate! It’s pretty classy and even has rubber edges so as not to damage our floor or banister. Purdy, aint it?

For about a week after, Tim installed the carpet, Josiah would walk up and down the stair and say to either Jon or I, “I sure love your new stairs. They are the best!

This is Heavy!

Using the mallet and the kicker

I think he just really enjoyed the time spent with Tim. I have to admit, it was nice to have a day of hanging around with my oldest little brother. He’s pretty amazing. And I can’t wait for him and Daisy to have their baby. Any day now…….I’m so excited to be an aunt again. I love my nieces and nephews. Family is so much fun!

My Little Brother

And new carpet is pretty cool, too! Thanks Dad! I love you!

(part 2 is coming…)

Part 1 – The Place I’m In

I have written, discarded and re-written about 6 different posts and I have no idea how to write about what I’m thinking about or where to even start.

Okay, lets try this out…

The chemotherapy that Angelica is going through kills cells. It specifically kills cancer cells, but indiscriminately, it kills a lot of other cells.

Our White cells are the infection fighting cells and more than a few times throughout these last 10 months, Angelica’s white cell count has been almost completely decimated. I compared the White Blood Cells, one time before, to an army. Imagine different units within that army. Unit #1 does the actual fighting of the different diseases and infections and viruses; while Unit #2 does all the recon work and Unit #3 has all the previous battle plans and strategies stored and ready for the next time they come up against a particular adversary. Obviously, this is an oversimplification, but you get the idea???

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Playing Frisbee with Josiah

This particular virus that Angelica just had was a common virus that 75% of children under 3 years old have already been exposed to and had and 90-100% of children under 5 have already been exposed to and had…….

This means that Angelica, at 14 years old, was just dealing with a virus that she’s already dealt with previously. Those particular White Blood Cells that would have remembered and quickly destroyed the virus, were destroyed in a prior “Chemo” Attack and so she got sick. The only other one of our kids that got sick with this particular virus is Judah……so there is a good chance that Xani, Jeremy and even Josiah who is 3 years old, have already had this particular virus, especially seeing as it is, apparently, quite a contagious virus.

The threat of Angelica picking up different bacterial or viral infections is less than if she were a toddler or a young elementary school age child. Geli is not crawling on the floor or rolling around on the floor or picking up random bits and pieces off the floor and putting them in her mouth. She does not put a lot of objects that have been laying around into her mouth, and she is of the age where she can practice good hand washing techniques which drastically cut down on the amount of “bugs” that she might pick up. She can recognize and avoid, openly sick people and all of those different measures contribute to her being able to do things like going to school or to a movie. There is still a risk of her coming in contact with a certain virus or bacteria in going out in public, but she is not at as much risk as if she were younger.

But, we do have 2 little ones in our house, and they are the perfect age and quite susceptible to pick up on all the routine viruses that most all children get. Under normal circumstances, we wouldn’t give it a second thought and they would pick up and deal with all of these different viruses and bacteria and build up their own sweet immune system and because we older ones have already dealt with a bunch of them, we’d have two cranky little ones, but we’d be able to deal with it without too much trouble.

Run, Boy! Run!

Run, Siah! Run!

Seeing as Geli’s immune system has been compromised AND any fevers mean a hospital stay until they figure out what is going on………we try our hardest to not place the little boys in a position where they might pick something up and bring it into our home to “share” with Angelica or anyone else for that matter.

This means no church, no play groups, no daycare or library time. There are no extra-curricular activities like swimming or gymnastics and we try to avoid the store during the busy times and often leave the boys at home, if it’s possible.

This has made for a very long and lonely year for me. I spend the majority of my time, in my house. We spend a large portion of time trying to create a safe place in our house. It’s not the easiest thing and I find that I feel like I’ve stepped out of the “world” and my life has stopped while the rest of your lives have carried on.

It’s a bizarre place to be in….

(to be continued….)

Magical Creatures…

I am just trying to survive.

I am on day 3 with a cranky, not feeling 100% baby who wants to be held ALL. THE. TIME! And, that would be almost okay if he would nap, but so far today we’ve done 2 naps for a combined total of 19 minutes. YAH! Cranky, OVERTIRED, Not Feeling Well Baby, for the win!

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The house is um…..sort of somewhat tidyish, ya now minus the rice crisps that the baby was eating off the floor that he managed to smoosh into 5 million tiny shards. I still need to sweep those up, and I really should be folding the 4 loads of laundry and washing Geli’s bedding before she comes home tonight and all of that is kinda difficult to do with a cranky baby hanging off your hip. Did I mention that the baby weighs 30 pounds? Yah, cause doing anything while carrying around 30 pounds is not the easiest thing in the world.

I finally packed the boys up and put the baby in the stroller and we walked around our complex a few times and out and around the cul-de-sac just to get a bit for fresh air. Honestly, I had hoped that maybe this tired baby would crash, but no luck so far.

LaughterBUT…..he is playing on the floor in front of me, while I sit on the couch typing up this post, so that’s positive right.

I did manage to get a roast into the crock pot this morning and so at the very least dinner is taken care of.

Did ya catch that reference up there a few paragraphs back? Jon and Geli are coming home tonight.

As of 7pm tonight, the 48 hour time line for her blood to culture any bacteria is up and she gets to come home. It’s pretty much determined that it was just a virus and they don’t want her there any more than we do, and so we’ve asked to come home as soon as the 48 hr wait is up.

Her white count is actually coming up and her neutrophils were above .5 this morning and that’s a good thing. Bad thing was that even though she received red blood yesterday it only raised her levels by 15 points and that’s not enough to help her feel better. She was at a 71 yesterday for her hemoglobin and while some kids can tolerate being down as low as 60 or 50 something, Geli starts to feel pretty rough at 80 something….. She feels short of breath, and has headaches, and feels like her heart is pounding and is major dizzy and light headed. The chemo that she is getting hits it high point of effectiveness (the nadir) tomorrow and so some of her counts are still coming down. So the 85 that she hit as of this morning will probably end up back in the 70’s or lower as of tomorrow and so in order to deal with that, Geli is getting another “strawberry shake” today. Her platelets were also at a 20 and while that’s not the end of the world, we don’t want to have to be on pins and needles around her in case of cuts or bruises and so she is also getting platelets today. But after she gets filled full of red blood and platelets, she is good to come home! Hooray!

Brothers

I spent a quiet day at home with my boys. We sat outside for a while and it was so nice to just be outside in the sun. I love the sun. It makes me feel so happy. I’m so ready for spring and summer to be here. I love the snow in the winter, but the rain…..well, I’ve had enough rain this year.

Yah….Soooo….That……

Well, Geli off and got herself a fever which earned herself a trip to the hospital and BAM….here we are doing this whole stupid song and dance again.

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The pre-story goes something like this….

Judah woke up at 2:30am early on Sunday morning and when I picked him up from his crib he felt quite hot. We took his temp and he rocked in at 38.7 degrees Fahrenheit. Not too bad, but definitely a high score….I stripped him down to his shirt and diaper and brought him to our bed to nurse.

I lay there for a minute and then asked Jon to go and check on Geli. Fever’s are not our friends and seeing as we’ve been exposed to pretty much the same things, and because Geli’s immune system is compromised – there’s a good possibility that she could have whatever Judah’s got going on. Combine that with the fact that she’s been coughing and snotting and well…..the odds just keep increasing and increasing and not in her favor…

Jon came back a few minutes later and said that she was at a 37.7F And that started off the not so fun and amazing night of no sleep. There are just so many factors to take into consideration….does she have any neutrophils? Is this a virus? Is this a bacterial infection? Was she just too hot under her million heavy blankets? Jon told her to take a few blankets off and that he’d test her again in half an hour….well, half an hour later it was only down .1 of a degree. Between Judah, who managed to get to a 38.9F and Geli who hovered between 37.2 and 37.8 and one wicked nightmare that happened in the 15 mins of sleep I managed to get (in my dream, Jon came and told me that Josiah had some weird disorder and had 24 hours left to live – if that doesn’t just wreck your night, I’m not sure what will)….I lay there fighting against the stress and fear, only barely holding myself together.

To say it was a rough night, is putting it mildly.

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We woke up the next morning and Jon was supposed to speak at church that morning, but with the threat of Geli spiking a fever, he canceled and stayed home with us. I’m really glad he did because I think the kids would have stressed out more if he had been gone all morning and then left for an undetermined period of time.

Her temps never went over 38F, but they did hover in the mid 37’s and so we finally called the Pediatric Oncologist at the hospital and talked about possibly bringing her in. We decided to wait until 5pm and make a call then. We were just trying to avoid a middle of the night panic filled trip into the hospital. Those suck even more than a somewhat expected or planned visit. We took her temp just before 5pm and it was at 38F on the nose….SUCKS! We waited for another half an hour, took it again and it was up to 38.3F and so it looked like we had our spike.

They piled all the pre packed stuff into the car and headed into Vancouver.

Once they got there, her temps were back down to 37.7F but her counts here borderline low and so they admitted her.

Here at home, we had prepped the kids that this hospital stay may be 16 or so days. 2 or 3 days for a negative culture and then 14 days beyond that….We figured that if we just wrapped our brains around that then anything better than that would be a bonus. Putting the kids to bed last night was a bit of a trip. There was no screaming or massive meltdowns like the last time Jon and Geli went to the hospital, but everyone was wired. We sat down on the couch with a couple of bowls of popcorn and watched Ice Age 2 to try to settle the kids down.

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And then, because everyone was feeling a bit “upset” by this interruption to our everyday events, the 3 kids decided to bunk together in Angelica and Alexandra’s room. Jeremy slept on a fold out mattress on the floor and Josiah was on Geli’s bed and Xani was, of course, in her bed. Unfortunately, the days events were too much for Siah who just would not settle down (dont worry Geli, he didn’t break or wreck anything of yours) and after about 45 minutes….Xandra brought him back down stairs. Seeing as Judah was still sick and feverish and wouldn’t let me put him down, I called my momma to help me out. She ended up just taking Siah to her house for the night and then brought him back this morning. It was such a huge help.

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Judah finally settled around 9:45pm and I was in bed by 10:15pm myself. I read a little and had my own bowl of popcorn and then went to sleep. After the night before I was hoping for a decent night of sleep, but with how off and cranky Judah had been I was expecting him to be up at least half a dozen times. He slept all the way through until 5am and so did I. Thank you, God!

As of this morning, Geli’s counts were low enough to score her some red blood but not completely decimated….just mostly! She also tested positive for a fairly common virus but its also highly contagious and so she been moved from the familiar oncology ward to an unfamiliar cardiology ward. This is great for all the other immuno-compromised oncology kids who wont get sick because of her, but sucks for Geli and Jon because none of the cardio staff know Geli and it ends up being ” a little of out of sight, out of mind” scenario. Basically, the staff of the oncology wards are amazing and obviously know their stuff, and it’s not that the cardio people don’t know their stuff, but they don’t know the oncology stuff and really they have no reason to know it….it’s just not as optimal as being on the regular ward.

So, we are in the most hated waiting period. We must wait for 48 hours from when the blood is cultured to see if she grows any funky bacteria (this is on top of the positive viral culture) and then it all depends on her counts. If she’s too low (as in has no neutrophils – the infection fighting white blood cells) then she’ll have to stay until her body starts making some. The worst problem is that the precautionary antibiotics that she is on, can also lead to her being neutropenic….so it’s a catch 22. She needs the antibiotics to not catch a bug while her counts are low, but the drug that they like to use on her, can keep her counts low…..not fun eh?

So basically we need

-for her to get over this virus,
-for there to be no bacterial infection,
-for her counts to rise,
-for Jon to stay healthy,
-for her to not pick up any bugs while at the hospital,
-for us to be peaceful and calm here at home,
-for us at home to stay healthy, and
-for them to be able to come home soon