Getting Away from it All (part 2)

After lunch, we headed back to the hotel and even before we got there, the kids were already asking to go swimming.

So we all got our bathing suits on and headed back to the pool.

Me

I really was on this vacation – see?!?

The pool had actually been closed for maintenance and had just re-opened all clean and sparkly on the day before we arrived. Between that and the fact that we were the only ones in the pool the entire time we were there…..it was perfect for someone with a compromised immune system.

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Josiah was SO excited to be able to be swimming. He spent the majority of the time in the hot tub, and so did I. We typically would go swimming every week, but, back in the summer, we had to cancel our membership to the Walnut Grove Rec Centre because the pool is just not a great place for Geli and we didn’t want the other kids picking something up and bringing it home and so it was such a treat to be able to swim as much as we wanted for a few days.

Thrilled to be swimming

Jon and Jeremy and Judah hit the weight room before they came swimming…..

Working Out

I think this was the most exciting part of the weight room – for Jeremy…..

The draw of the Fitness Room

We don’t have cable and so it was such a treat.

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Judah worked on some push ups…..gotta build up that upper body strength, eh?

Girls ready to side

This is the 80 ft water slide that is inside the hotel. It was AWESOME! It’s almost pitch black inside the tube and you can get going pretty fast. It took a while and a little bit of coaxing, but even Josiah went down the slide.

Siah on the Slide

There were lots of smiles….

Wet Smiles

and a lot of silliness…..

Silly Faces

And SO. MUCH. SWIMMING!

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It was so amazing to step away from everything. To get away from our house, from school, from work, from cleaning, for deadlines, from everything and to just do something totally fun together as a family. After Swimming on Tuesday morning, Jeremy snuggled up next to Jon and looked close into his eyes and said, “Thank you Daddy. Thank you SO MUCH for bringing us here. This is the BEST EVER!” All the kids mentioned many times, just how thankful and grateful they were to be able to get away and to stay at the hotel and to go swimming.

Everyone relaxed and it felt like everyone was able to catch their breaths and de-stress a little.

It’s amazing how little time it took, once we got home, for everyone to try to pick up the stress again. Xani came to me panicking about school and homework and I actually told her that for that night, we were still on vacation and that she got to relax and take it easy and then tomorrow she could make a list of everything she needed to get done and to then start plugging away at it.

This is kind of where we are at. Times away like this are so precious, because we do kind of have this weight of stress that we are living under. It’s like our reserves for dealing with normal (stressful) situations are all gone and we have barely enough to just hang on in each moment. I know this is not forever, but it does wear on me to see it playing out in my children. Children are not supposed to be stressed like this.

But, not to focus on the negative…..our time away was so fabulous. So needed. Such a blessing. So fun…..it was simply amazing.

We are so grateful to Jon’s parents for coming with us. It drastically reduced the kid to adult ratio…we were only out numbered by one. It was a blast to hang out with and to be able to spend some time away with them.

All of Us

We are so thankful to the Super 8 in Aldergrove for giving us a great deal. We so hope to be able to come back again.

And we are so grateful that we were even afforded this amazing time away. Thank you, thank you, thank you. The opportunity to escape was such a gift.

If you are interested in seeing the rest of the pictures from our time away, click here...

Can’t Hear the Truth For All the Lies

This is a tough season in our lives and I think that’s putting it mildly.

I don’t understand and I’m not really even trying to understand “why” this happened to us. I’ve found that for me, there is no good that come come from sitting, pondering, feeling sorry for myself and our family and embracing the misery and loneliness of the “why’s”…..to do so only drags me deeper and deeper down into a pit and once in that pit, it’s a thousand times more difficult to get back out of. It’s much easier to claw and scramble and to do everything in my power to stay out of the pit in the first place.

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I don’t feel amazing. I don’t feel like I’m doing very well. I do feel like I’m exhausted. I do feel like I’m walking around with cement boots on. I do feel like I’m processing through mud or honey and sometimes, it all feels completely overwhelming.

It’s a good thing that I not choosing to live my life based on my feelings. I’d be in quite a pickle if I were living solely based on how I feel on a day to day basis. (mind you, this is an everyday moment by moment choosing, not necessarily a blam! – now it’s done and all’s well forever and a day kinda thing)

A friend of mine is going through some “life crap” of her own. Everyone has “stuff” that they are dealing with. Life’s not perfect or easy, is it?

I sent her a message the other day, you know…..to encourage her…… asking her “what the truth for today was?”

As soon as I hit send, it hit me like a blow to the chest…….WHAT WAS MY TRUTH FOR THE DAY?

The truth is….I am strong enough to handle this.

The truth is…..I am capable of putting one foot in front of the other and continuing on each morning.

The truth is…..I not going to die because of an overload of laundry….get it….overload.. Ha Ha (well, I thought it was funny!)

The truth is……I will make it through this. We will make it through this.

The truth is…..I might be tired but I am getting some sleep AND if I really need to, I can call someone to help me.

The truth is……We’ve been so blessed in this whole process.

The truth is……Angelica is doing SO well for someone who is going through what she is going through.

The truth is……The kids are and will be okay and in spite of all of this, they will still be amazing members of society.

The truth is…..the truth is…..the truth is…..

Sometimes I get so bogged down in my feelings and I don’t feel strong enough to look past my feelings to see the truth of my situation.

This is a kinda crappy time – that’s not a lie, but inspite of the crapiness……

The truth is……there is a whole lotta good, a whole lot for us to be thankful for, and we have been so blessed and supported throughout this journey.

We will make it through this time and whatever you might be going through…..you will make it too!

Temporary ADD

I’m so frustrated right now. I mentioned this yesterday, but it’s true.

I’m aware that we are dealing with a lot and yet……even knowing that, doesn’t change the fact that I’m frustrated because I’m not functioning well.

Typically I can accomplish a certain amount of things, I can make mental lists and not forget details. I can “see” the lists inside my brain and don’t even need a “paper list” or to use my Blackberry. I can remember dates and names and phone numbers and cross reference them inside myself. I hear Jon talking about his appointments and I can process and integrate all his appointments with our family calendar and pull up vague references and details at will……Reading all of that back, I sound a bit like a machine……but a super, awesome, shiny, sparkly, friendly, super cool machine, right???

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Now imagine that machine with glue or honey poured into it. Yah, that’s how I feel!

I’m aware that I used to be able to function at one level and I’m annoyed that I cannot currently function at that level…..especially when that ability to process and accomplish could be SO USEFUL in our lives right now.

I have to write out lists or whatever I was thinking about…..GONE!

I even have a notebook, so that I don’t end up with 50 scrap pieces of paper, as that would just be more to lose or misplace.

It’s really bad when I can’t remember where I put my notebook and by the time I do locate it….what I was going to write down……GONE!

And then if I take the time to sit down and concentrate about what I needed or wanted to write down….I might remember 3 or 4 things that I had previously wanted to write on that list and had forgotten about but there is always that one thing niggling at the back of my mind that I know I’ve forgotten about. I think that knowing that I’ve forgotten something makes it worse, for me.

And then if I go to accomplish what’s on my list, without fail, I’ll finish what I’m doing and remember what it was that I forgot. Especially frustrating when it’s an out of the home activity that I’m trying to accomplish.

So Annoying!

I’m messing up dates of appointments, and am so far behind on e-mail and “the administration” of my house…..GAH! People say they’ve told me things and I have no recollection of it. NONE AT ALL!

I’m even……..GASP!!!!!! Inefficient these days. I hate being inefficient.

I LOVE BEING EFFICIENT! I’m sitting here trying to come up with a picture to explain just how amazing ,being efficient makes me feel and I’m aware how much time I’m wasting because “the words” just aren’t there. That fact is frustrating too.

It’s ALL frustrating. I try to see how this could be good. I believe that you can learn from most things in your life. I believe that, most of the time, you can take something good away from even the bad things in your life. And so even in the middle of my frustration, I ask myself – WHAT CAN I LEARN FROM THIS?

Yah, that’s probably pretty honest too….I’m probably screaming it out just like that, except……you know…… inside myself….because…well, I don’t want to scare the children or any small animals that might be close by.

It doesn’t take the frustration away or make any of this easier, but………

I can be more compassionate to those for whom “organization” and “administration” is not a strength. *ahem* Jon *ahem*.

Being serious though – compassion, patience, understanding, grace and mercy……these are all areas that I can grow in, be more aware of and learn from this situation. Because right now….these are all things that I’m needing from others and if I’m totally honest, from myself.

But…it doesn’t make it any easier and I’m still frustrated.

But it does make me stop and think….what are others going through? That girl in the line in front of me who’s staring off into space when she should be running her groceries onto the belt…..Instead of thinking about how she’s so slow or how I managed to pick the ONE LINE with the SLOOOOOOOOOW person – I want to think to myself…….What’s consuming her and why? The guy who’s driving slower than the posted speed…..instead of being mad that he’s making me late….I want to wonder why he seems so distracted? The lady in the store who’s kids are maybe just a bit too loud? Why does she seem so tired and run down? That person who was supposed to call me back and didn’t….Instead of thinking they were inconsiderate….maybe they got too busy or just forgot?

You never know what other people are going through. If there is anything I can take away from this…..

I want to be more compassionate.
I want to have more patience.
I want to be more understanding.
I want to have more grace.
I want to have more mercy.

Just being honest……….I’m still frustrated though!

Creating Saturday’s

Geli actually cleared her Methotrexate from her system by the 48 hour blood draw but had to stay until hour 56 to get the last “rescue” medicine….

This means that she cleared the chemo from her system (down to below the acceptable level) within 24 hours. AMAZING!

Technically, she was allowed to leave the hospital after the last dose of her rescue med…..which needed to be given at 11:00pm on Sunday night. There was a lot of excitement about possibly being able to go home and sleep in their own beds, and some concern that it might be too late at night and might just cause more upset and stress (on Geli) to try and rush and leave in the middle of the night. In the end, the call of their own beds won out and they chose to leave at 11:30pm.

Jon’s parents – ever so wonderfully – picked Jon and Geli up from the hospital at 11:30pm and drove them home. It was so nice to have them home, even if it was just a few hours earlier than planned, and even nicer to not have to drive into town. Especially with that 8-10 car pile up on HWY 1 this morning. YIKES!

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Kicking the Fall Leaves

Jon and I and the kids got up a little late and were quite slow this morning. Geli slept in. Xani and Jer were already to go to school….breakfast eaten, clothes on, back packs packed, lunches in backpacks, even shoes on….and then Xani melted down. I’m not sure what the exact problem is/was…whether she was overtired. No one seems to sleep well when Geli’s in the hospital. Or if she just really missed Jon and Geli…well, to be honest, I have no idea what the real problem is/was and at this point I’m not really interested in delving too deeply.

I was a bit surprised that she was upset and crying, even though I shouldn’t have been.

Jon took Jeremy to school. I sent Xani upstairs to sleep, and when I went up 10 minutes later – she was snoring loudly. Obviously needing some extra sleep. Within an hour, Jeremy was calling from school crying about not feeling well and needing to come home and so Jon went to get him.

By this point, I just figured that we were going to have the “Saturday” that we didn’t get to have. We’d do what we needed to. Hang out. Have a slow, down day TOGETHER and then get the kids off to bed at an early time and start fresh on Tuesday. We’d just skip Monday, cause who really likes Mondays anyway, eh?

Just before Jon got home with Jeremy – who was fine….just needing some family time – Geli woke up and was feeling really REALLY good, comparatively.

We had a great day and even were able to think through some of the kids Christmas presents to each other and to their cousins. Our goal is to get everything done by the first week of December and then to be able to relax…….

HA HA HA HA HA HA! Relax! Okay, maybe I’ll just say…….. to be able to cross one thing (Christmas presents) off my list.

By now, it should come to no surprise to me that right now, in this tage of our lives, our family really needs to be with each other after a weekend away. I, in my adult thinking, know that they are only gone for just a few days and that Angelica’s not going in to the hospital “sick” and even with my knowledge and maturity *snort*….. I know how much “I” look forward to them being home and having some time “together”. And yet I’ve kind of just expected the kids to just keep trooping on as if everything is status quo.

I still think that anything that we can do “as normal” is a good thing, but that I need to be more prepared for when the kids indicate (through words, actions, or emotions) that they need a “family” day. It wasn’t a problem to keep them home and I think that it was right to send Jeremy until he asked to come home…..I just hadn’t thought through the possibility of them needing us to be together. “Together” was exactly what we needed.

Fortunately, this is her last “scheduled” hospital stay and for that, we breathe a sigh of relief and thankfulness.

It was a nice day. One that could have been better had I just thought through the different possibilities a little more……

This “whole thinking things through clearly” is really frustrating me right now…..but hey, today was an awesome Saturday!

Another Beginning….one step closer to the end.

I dropped off Geli and Jon at BC Children’s Hospital this morning for her final dose of High Dose Methotrexate.

Here she is decorating her room for her 3/4 day stay…..

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you can click on the picture to see a bigger view

The way this whole 3-4 day thing works is that she shows up around 10am-ish on day 1 (today – Friday) and then gets hooked up to an IV and starts pre-hydrating. She has to hydrate for 6 hours and then the Chemo will start (at approx 4pm) and 5 liters of the medicine will flow into her over the next 24 hours. At 4 pm (approx) on Day 2 (Saturday) they will finish the Methotrexate and then take a blood test to determine the level of the drug in her body and they’ll start to administer the antidote. Based on how she’s done the last 3 times, she should clear the Methotrexate from her system by Day 3 (Sunday night) just before midnight and I’ll head into to pick her and Jon up on Day 4 (Monday) around noon-ish.

So, the kids and I are headed into our last “planned” weekend apart for the duration of her treatment. I’m hoping it passes by very quickly.

We had a GREAT talk with Tim, Geli’s Oncologist, today. He answered a bunch of questions and while we are not yet even at the half way point in this first intense stage of the treatment – we can definitely see that there is an end to this whole journey.

We have 3 stages left before Maintenance. Each stage is 8 weeks long. The first of these stages is basically a mini version of Induction (the very first Chemo treatment) and Consolidation (the second set of Chemo). The second stage is another set of Methotrexate, but instead of getting a dose of 5,000mg of Methotrexate – she gets 50mgs the first week, 100mgs the third week, 150mgs the 5th week and 200mgs the 7th week……that seems so insignificant compared to 5,000 milligrams – doesn’t it? The third stage is another mini repeat of Induction and Consolidation, with the added bonus of Cranial Radiation thrown in.

That should take us up to May-ish 2011 and at that point we start Maintenance…….which we continue on with until September 30th, 2012 or there abouts.

So we are still quite a long ways off, but as horrible as it is, there is a familiarity to these treatments (minus the radiation) and we are expecting Geli to respond quite well. Her counts are expected to be quite low still and there are still a number of appointments that will take us in and out – so we are not quite into the party stage of things just yet.

Despite, the length of time and treatment yet to go, its just so nice to walk away from a meeting feeling positive & hopeful and not stressed & discouraged.

Geli is doing well, and her spirits are up. Her Homebound teacher has mentioned that Geli is doing extremely well and is handling the whole “school & home learning” really well. She is staying on top of her schoolwork and really enjoying participating in class, as she feels up to it.

Her toes, that had caused her so much trouble, have been doing SO. MUCH. BETTER! The ingrown nails had pretty much grown out and the infection was pretty much gone and then two weeks ago she stubbed her big toe and chipped a GIANT chunk out of her big toe nail and now we have been attempting damage control to hopefully prevent any ingrown toenail and subsequent infection.

It’s quite possible that her hair might fall out again in this next round. One of the drugs that she took in the first round is the main culprit for the hair falling out last time and she’s up against it again and so we shall see what this next stage brings. We’re expecting her to have a better time around this second run through this treatment because instead of her bone marrow being full of leukemia cells she had (at last count a few weeks ago) just over 25% of normal cells.

So basically, her marrow was full of leukemia cells….they killed all of those off and now the good healthy strong cells are taking back ground. This is a very good thing.

It looks like we’ll have the week between Christmas and New Years off of treatment and we’re looking forward to that.

Thanks for all your prayers, love and support. Once again, we are so grateful and thankful for you all.

Do You Know?

My Dear Sweet Xandra,

Do you know how special you are?

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I want to let you know that you are my most precious 2nd daughter and my absolutely favorite Alexandra. There is no one else quite like you. You are my baby girl…..

In the craziness that is our life right now, I want you to know that you are so SO precious to me. You…..YOU……YOU are an AMAZING girl.

I Love you.

I LOVE you.

I love YOU!

I LOVE YOU!

These are some tough times that we are dealing with and I know that often it has you all messed up inside. It’s got me pretty messed up sometimes, too. I’m so sorry that I don’t have the answers that would make it all better or that would make it disappear. I don’t know why this happened to us. I don’t know why this happened to Geli. I don’t know why this has affected our family.

I do know that this sucks and that it’s hard and it’s difficult and that it can be stressful and confusing and a whole bunch of other crazy, crappy things.

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You were the most beautiful “fire girl”

even if I did think that you looked like Red Riding Hood

I love it when you come and talk to me about how you’re feeling. It’s okay when your upset or confused or angry. It’s not a problem and I won’t be mad that you’re upset. It’s okay to be upset about this. It’s okay to be upset and angry at cancer. It’s okay to be angry and upset that cancer has affected your sister. It’s okay to be angry and upset that cancer has attempted to destroy your family – physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually.

It’s okay because although it sucks….we choose to stand and believe the truth about ourselves and about this situation.

We are strong!

We are fighters!

We will win this fight!

We will get through this!

We will walk this journey and even though there might be times when we get tired and weary….it’s those times, that God and our family and friends are right there along side of us. They are carrying us when we are too tired and they are cheering us on every time we put one foot in front of the other one.

I’m sorry for all the times when things are chaotic and it seems like we don’t have enough time or energy. Honestly, sometimes we just don’t have enough time or energy, BUT….this is only a season and although it’s a tough one…we’ll get through this. It won’t always be like this….you can count on that.

You are beautiful. You are amazing. You are so SO smart. Sometimes, I think that you are too smart for your own good, and that your emotional and mental reasoning abilities kinda mess you up sometimes. There are not too many 12 year olds that hold and carry and process the emotional side of things as well or even the way you do. It’s awesome and horrible at the same time.

I wish that you were just an ignorant, innocent 12 year old and that the biggest of your problems was in choosing what clothes you were gonna wear tomorrow or trying to figure out how to organize your homework so that it didn’t pile up on you….But you’re not…..

You are learning some wicked tough life lessons at a very young age and although I wish that you weren’t going through this…..

…..the fact of the matter is that we are going through this. You’ve been through a lot in your young life. From when we lost Nathaniel until now….there have been some experiences that are kinda HUGE and could be overwhelming for some people.

In fact, sometimes they “feel” overwhelming if you look at it all as a whole, BUT…..

But I know that in all of “this” that you are gonna grow up to be the most amazing woman.

How do I know this?

It’s because you are the most amazing young lady.

You have such great compassion and love. I will keep encouraging you to forgive and let go of all of the things that could make you bitter and angry and I know that you will do it. I know that it’s not in you to hold on to the “UGLY” but that your heart is geared to hold onto “HOPE”.

You are a JOY to me and to your daddy and to everyone that you come in contact with.

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Your smile, your sweet spirit, your spark, your silliness….Xandra, you are amazing.

When you feel too tired to take another step….when all the thoughts are whirling around in your head like a raging tornado, when you just feel like you might break into a million pieces, when you don’t know which way is the right way or which end is up or down….come and find me or daddy. Come and curl up on our laps and take all the baggage that is wearing you out and dragging you under and let us carry you for a bit. We’ll hold you. We’ll encourage you and we’ll point you back in the right direction….

That’s what we’re here for. To love you, to encourage you, to hold you…..

We are so proud of the young lady that you are becoming.

Xandra, You are amazing!

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Do you know how much I love you, Xandra? I sure hope so. I try to tell you and show you all the time, but just so you hear and read it again and again and again…..

I love you, my sweet girl. You are SO precious to me.

I Love you.

I LOVE you.

I love YOU!

I LOVE YOU!

Third Time’s The Charm

Well, I finally got the baby down…..after the third try.

It’s a little frustrating. Just when you think he’s asleep, he twitches and wakes himself up and WHAM…he’s not planning on going back to sleep anytime soon.

Or, you’re CERTAIN he’s asleep and you ever so carefully place him in his crib only to have him blink his eyes WIDE OPEN, the instant his skin comes in contact with his sheet.

OR…..you’ve basically crawled into the crib with him, to fake him into thinking that you’re still holding him, and you stay in that weird hunched over position so long that you’re entire back cramps up and your legs start to go numb, and you think that he’s relaxed into a deep sleep….you ever so slowly released the weight and pressure that you’ve put on him and BAM! Eyes. Open. Again!

and just when you’ve given up all hope of getting to have any free time in the evening, and you’ve basically slung him over your arm and are just ignoring him….you realize that he’s dead weight and has fallen completely soundly asleep. Based on prior track records, you have absolutely no belief that he will stay asleep, in fact you completely believe with every fiber in your body that the “INSTANT” you even make a move towards the crib, that his “sensors” will go off and he’ll wake up.

You kinda roughly plop him into his crib, kinda shove his blanket on top of him and run out of the room hoping that you can, at the very least, hit the toilet before he starts screaming and wakes up the toddler……

After about 15 minutes, you wonder what’s going on….you go in and check…all’s good, still breathing…Hmmmm weird.

Well, might as well attempt to get that snack you had been thinking about 2 hours ago…….can’t hurt to try, cause FOR SURE, he’ll be up any second.

At some point you realize that he’s actually out for the night and you’ve not accomplished what you had wanted to initially because you were basically waiting with bated breath for the little darling to wake up………and he never did. MAN!

Okay, so that’s not really what happened tonight, but it or some variation happens often enough around here for it to not be entirely funny and yet, 5th time around (I have 5 kids, just in case that reference made no sense to you) – I can appreciate it for what it is….just another season. He’ll be a better sleeper soon enough and until then, I’ll try to relax and not get too frustrated when I don’t accomplish as much as I’d like.

Jon and Geli left for the Hospital this morning just after 7:30am. She had a lumbar puncture scheduled for first thing, and was receiving chemo into her spinal fluid then; after that, she gets one dose of chemo; and then 6 hours of hydration before the THIRD DOSE of the Methotrexate.

She should be coming home on Sunday….which we are all looking forward to.

We were the best prepared and the least prepared for this third round of chemo.

We kind of know what to expect and what to prepare for. Geli was able to pack her clothes, her school stuff and her favorite foods with speed and ease. Jon packed all of his stuff up and I was left with the chaos of the other 4 kids and the house.

Xani had a bit of a “moment” last night. She couldn’t sleep. Didn’t want Jon to go away. Was Stressing. Not fun!

My big accomplishment today was to go shopping for Almond Milk, Soy Milk and Coffee Grounds. Yee Haw!

I fed the children super healthy, fresh-right-outta-the-box Chicken Noodle Soup. * snort * I win the Mother of the Year award tonight.

I think we’ll have fish and potatoes and veggies, tomorrow night, to try and make up for tonight’s amazing-ness.

I folded 2 loads of laundry today….there’s that, right?

Judah’s been having some similar issues to Josiah (when he was an infant) and I’ve gone absolute hardcore on cutting out all dairy from my diet. (There’s been some blood in his poop – in case you don’t know what I’m talking about.) It’s not fun and it’s just one more stress. I know that it’s dairy related and even just the 2 days of not eating any dairy has already made a HUGE difference. Judah’s not had any of the ezcema that Siah had, so that’s a bonus. He just tends to barf a lot, get a wicked diaper rash (I’m assuming because his “movements” are a little more acidic that they should be because he’s body is working overtime to breakdown any dairy proteins), and has had some blood tinged poop. I’m not FREAKING. We’ve had this happen before and way WAY worse. Josiah, at a health level with 0 being perfect and 10 being really bad, was at like a 14. I’d give Judah a 2….prespective….it’s all in the perspective.

But, my biggest issue and I’ve complained about it before….I LOVE CHEESE. I can find delicious dairy free chocolate. I can bake dairy free. I can cook dairy free, but…….I LOVE Old Sharp Cheese. I don’t mind some goat cheese, but if it’s too “goaty” ick! And that is the toughest thing for me about going dairy free. It’s really rough. You should all feel terribly sorry for me – I know……wah, wah, WAH!!!!!!

Ah well, I’ve gotta go and plan out my day tomorrow.

There will be a list with like 15 things that I want to accomplish….and then there will be the “List of Reality”….with the 1 or 2 things that I absolutely MUST DO!

Fun! Not!

Out for Tonight! Ciao!

Fighting To Win

I’ve been asked this question or a variation of it a few times….and so I thought that I’d answer it here, as I’m sure that someone else has wondered about this too.

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Angelica’s immune system is currently suppressed. Normally, (like for you or I) we have a certain number of blood cells in our body that have specific jobs. Think of the different blood cells as soldiers. Some help to fight off viruses and bacteria, some remember which bacteria and viruses you have come up against in the past and what the best strategy was to defeat them…..and there are a bunch more.

You and I have tons of big strong healthy good soldiers and new, strong healthy soldiers are always joining and learning from the older, wiser, more mature soldiers. Normally when something bad tries to get inside of you, the good guys identify it as a bad guy and then they work to destroy it and they win and all is well inside the world that is you. But sometimes, a zombie gets in with the healthy guys and these zombies….they are sneaky. They can manage to sneak past all the fighter soldiers and then when you’re not looking…..BAM….they bite you, and now your one zombie is now two zombies and then they multiply rapidly from there….

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This is what happened with Geli and by the time they diagnosed her, her bone marrow was filled with 85-90% cancer cells. The cancer cells (zombies) had destroyed most of her good cells. Without treatment, the prognosis is death….it progresses quite rapidly once the concentration reaches that stage.

BUT…..right now, they have killed all the cancer zombies that they could find and at the last Bone Marrow Biopsy, Angelica’s bone marrow had about 25% good healthy cells. Not bad considering that they basically dropped an Atomic Bomb (of Chemotherapy) on her and nuked everything good and bad.

This is the extremely condensed and much simplified version.

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So because she is continually on Chemotherapy (and will be on the Intense Side of Chemo treatment for the next 27 weeks or so and then she’ll be on Maintenance which is a lower dose treatment until October 2012) she doesn’t have a lot of soldiers. Some times she has more and some times she has less, but to put it into perspective…..Angelica is allowed to go to school when she has a minimum of 500 soldiers. The low end of normal is 4600 soldiers and the high end of normal is 10,800.

As you can see there is quite a difference between having 500 soldiers or having 5,000 soldiers….now add into that that lots of the time, the “soldiers” that are working for Geli are young, immature or weak soldiers and it just all gets messy doesn’t it?

This is why we are trying to be careful with her and who she comes into contact with.

It basically comes down to calculated risks.

It’s important to us that she be allowed to do “typical” things that will help her spirits to feel positive and uplifted. Depression is a horrible thing that no one wants to have to deal with. To have to fight through depression on top of fighting off cancer….really, really REALLY SUPER NOT COOL! And so, we let her go to school. We encourage her to connect with her friends. We let her try to be a “normal” teenager doing “normal” teenage things when the reality can be so far from normal. We pray that she doesn’t get sick. We tell her to avoid sick people as much as she can. We give her “Purell” to wash her hands lots and we tell her to take any and all precautions that she can and that she remembers to……while trying to be as normal as possible…..while bald….and tired……and out of breath……and add on top of that that she’s not “really” attending school. Some days, it’s just one class and even when she goes, she’s basically allowed to audit the classes and she can receive material from the teachers, but every things has to be handed in to her “homebound teacher” who she meets with one a week (hopefully) at home! It’s not normal, but if she can go to school, be with her friends and forget about not feeling well, or being tired, or having to go into the hospital….if she can forget about the chemo and the cancer, and how hard it is sometimes…..even for just a moment, then it makes it all worth it. All the stress and worry and concern that we might feel about “exposing” her to “all the crap out there” is nothing compared her forgetting about it all and “just being normal.”

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Most of the rest of the time, we avoid crowds and crowded areas. Everyone in our family does, as much as possible. We spend most of our time, at home or outside away from people. To do things like shopping or even going out for a meal, we attempt to go at “down” times. For example, I try to shop early in the morning so that the stores have relatively few people and even at that….if someone is coming towards me down an aisle and they are coughing and hacking and look like death warmed over – I will actually leave that aisle and come back to it later. It’s not worth it for me to risk that I or Judah or Siah might get sick and bring it home to Geli.

It’s not always easy or the most convenient, but aside from school, we are doing what we can to avoid illness over here.

For whatever reason, her counts this round have been pretty good and she’s stayed up over the 500 mark, so far. This is amazing and we are so thankful for it. The next round is a mini repeat of the very first round that she went through and that one decimated her “soldiers” down so low that they could no longer count them….below 50 they can’t count them and it’s basically considered at that point that she has pretty much “no” protection.

So, we continue to pray that she remains healthy and we carry on.

So, in answer to some of the questions out there, no, we are not participating in “normal” activities aside from Geli being allowed to go to school sometimes. Xandra and Jeremy do go to school and their classes have been talked to about being extra super careful with colds and coughs. Sometimes, rarely, the older two kids have gone to church, but we’re not taking Geli or the youngest boys….and even with all of our being careful, Josiah has managed to pick up two colds over the past 2 months. There are no Mom’s Groups or preschool or library events, no public pool swimming, no fun play places, and no group activities.

We have done two family events but polled the family to see if anyone was sick and fortunately…..everyone was healthy or else we would not have been able to go.

This is a season…not a fun season and sometimes it’s a lonely season. It’s most definitely a tired and emotional season, but it’s a season, none the less and…….SEASONS CHANGE!

Yes, this is a pretty long season, but in the grand scheme of life, it’s one year (or 2.5 years in total) out of 100! (That’s a post for another day, but I plan to live to 100 years old, at least!) It is staring us in the face right now, and sometimes it even feels like we’re being screamed at, but one day we’ll look back and this will just be a blip on the radar of our lives.

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Until then, we make the very best decisions that we can. We hold onto hope. We look for joy. We pray for health and strength and peace. We live. This is the year that we fight, with everything in us, for life, for Angelica’s life…

…and WE WILL WIN!

So…….Hey!

Well, it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything….things have just been so crazy busy around here and I’ve really not had much of any time to sit and I’ve only recently gotten my computer back.

Since Jon decided to see if his computer would survive a trip into Vancouver on the top of the van (it didn’t), he’s been stealing mine when he goes into the hospital and when he goes into work. This, most decidedly, makes me grumpy. I like my computer. I want my computer, but I’ll grudgingly admit that he needs to work and so……mumble, mumble, mumble……

Things are so busy around here and like Jon mentioned it’s not always easy. I mean, if you look at it big picture, Geli is flying through this phase comparatively, but because of the weeks of feeling crappy on top of feeling crappy 2 weeks ago after the first massive dose of chemo…..all she can see and feel and sense is the right here and right now.

I actually yelled at her last night in an effort to cut through the fog and misery that she was feeling. She starts to feel better starting today. She’s not gonna feel perfect today, barring a miracle, but she should start to feel better today and then as each day passes, she should progressively feel better and better and better.

She’s been so focused on how she’s feeling and it just runs into the LOOOOOONG string of days that she’s not been feeling well and all she could see was here and now. I yelled at her that she needed to understand that today was probably the “worst” that she was gonna feel and compared to 2 weeks ago….she’s not barfed ONCE this week. She has gagged twice. At this time 2 weeks ago, she had barfed multiple times on Tues, Wed, Thurs and Fri…..mostly because she got so low and not eating.

Once she was listening to me and really hearing what I was saying, I asked her if she could power through the rest of the evening knowing that she just needed to make it through the rest of the day and that the next day would be a better day, and somehow, something triggered. I had mentioned that we were looking for highest number of calories in the least amount of food and her eyes light up….could she have some ice cream? Of course, she could have ice cream….but I bribed her that she’d need to eat one ham sandwich before she got any ice cream and VOILA…..just like that our entire evening changed from her feeling hopeless to her “getting it” that the way that she was feeling was not a long term thing and that if she could just stick it out a little longer that she’d be over the hump and headed into happy town…….

This is probably once of the hardest parts for me….she’s a little girl and a young lady all rolled into one body. Sometimes, she knows and “gets it” and sometimes it’s just too overwhelming. Even I don’t always make the wise choices in my life and I’m supposed to be a mature adult……I can’t expect her to get it always either, but when she does “get it”, it makes things so much easier on all of us. But to know that if she just did “this” that it would make this other thing easier or better for her, is hard. I don’t want to see her hurting. This whole thing is hard. I hate pushing her but I hate seeing her hurt even more.