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Thursday, November 24, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Bad news and good news...
OK, so do you want the good news or the bad news first??? Most people skip the good news and go right to the bad- so i will give you the bad news first.
Mike and I found out some really bad news the other day. Well, it was news that we figured, that we already knew but pushed aside, pushed away and would not admit, or confront. It is hard when you see something happening right before your eyes, and you know you are seeing it happen, but you feel helpless to control or change it. You take the easy way and ignore it, push it from the furthest part of your mind and move on.
As we were at CHOP the other day, we finally looked at one another, up and down, and realized it was time. Mike braved the scale first and my eyeballs bulged as the scale reflected a gain of 20 lbs! Then, it was my turn, and our eyes all bulged when we realized I had also gained 20 lbs too!
Our aching bodies had been telling us for months, what this scale had just revealed. Since June 1, Mike and I I had gained 20 lbs each! OYE VEY. Calli tried to reason and stated that she lost 20 lbs, so it made it better if we looked at this as a family- we only gained 40 minus 20 divided by four equals 5 lbs each, which really is not so bad....BUT, yeah, that equation is not really true.
I wrote a poem on the spot- about my current condition. ON the plus side, perhaps someone needs a Mr & Mrs Claus for Christmas. lol. Seriously though....that was and really is the bad news :)
Could it be the stress...
That has added to my waist?
What thing has caused this broadness...
And the rounding of my face?
How did I acquire
This largeness in my rear?
Or the extra round tire...
That has suddenly appeared?
Ice cream could be to blame...
The creamy peanut butter kind
Perhaps it created my muffin top
And added to my behind
To and fro I go
Busy is my day
No PE is my foe
Got no time to run or play
There is that thing called exercise...
I should start that again
I wish I did not despise
Alas...No pain, No gain..
Pain I have endured,
And Gain I've done that too
I'm Feeling insecure
And possibly a bit blue
How did I get to this...
Rolly Polly me?
Deep in the abyss
I'm longing to be free
Free from the aches
That accompany the weight
Free from the cakes
That always taste so great
Free to walk and hike
Free to play fetch
Maybe ride my bike
Take a good long stretch
Now... to find the time
And the needed energy
To find the self control
And opt for Broccoli
So do you want the good news? Good news is what we were expecting and seeing and believing before we even got it! You were too right? Blessed are they who have not seen and have yet believed!!!
Calli's MRI last week showed no spread of any sort to her brain. The tumors and cancer areas in the spine now as compared to the last MRI was "Decreased in size and expanse taken in the cord." Which means it is smaller and taking up less space! We have been rejoicing all along with her increased strength, agility and vigor. This is just confirming what her body was telling us and what we are already knowing and believing - that Calli is and will continue to be a miracle and is going to defy all of their odds!!!
We believe the report of the Lord, that says "LIFE!!!" - and LIFE ABUNDANT!!!
Thursday, November 10, 2011
I'd do Anything for you dear, anything!
We are thankful, that all went well yesterday with Calli's MRI. So, it took almost two hours to get to CHOP. Traffic was a mess, but we got there safely. Due to anesthesia she had to fast overnight & Calli was so hungry by the time we got there, that she could not wait to go to sleep!
Despite all the traffic, we arrived on time for registration and check-in!!! However, an hour went by before they finally informed us that there would be some delays- 20 minutes...turned into an hour, turned into two, and finally 4 hours after we arrived, they were ready for her. We smiled and giggled as she smiled and giggled herself to sleep. We kissed her goodbye, and sat for 4 more hours in the waiting room. I had a hard time not being with her, I have been with her in the room sitting right next to her for each and every MRI- But for this 8th one, no moms allowed in when they put her to sleep :(
The anesthesiologist finally came in and told us she was almost done, and that it was end of his shift and he was leaving! Normally she would be recovered in the MRI pre-procedure rooms, but due to short staff they informed us that we had to go to the PACU recovery waiting area upstairs to get her.
As we went up to the 4th floor and entered the waiting room, and saw all of the parents eagerly awaiting news of their child's surgery.....bittersweet memories of her surgery day came flooding back to me. The emotions I felt that day regurgitated and reminded me of how far we had come in such a short time.
As we sat down, Mike recognized a mother and her son that used to go to church with us. She looked worried, so I went over and said hello. She was telling me of her grandson who was in surgery and had "Hirshpr..." She could not sound it out, but I knew what she was talking about and finished her word for her- "Hirschsprung's disease!" Her eyes got so big and she asked me how I knew what it was!
Well it just so happens that one of my friends has two children with this very rare disease. She asked me if I could go and talk to the young mother of the baby, and as I did there was a reassurance on her face as well as other relatives. I gave her my friend's number and told her that her children were were doing great, and living normal lives. It all makes it a little less scary when you hear success stories of other children.
As we sat down, Mike recognized a mother and her son that used to go to church with us. She looked worried, so I went over and said hello. She was telling me of her grandson who was in surgery and had "Hirshpr..." She could not sound it out, but I knew what she was talking about and finished her word for her- "Hirschsprung's disease!" Her eyes got so big and she asked me how I knew what it was!
Well it just so happens that one of my friends has two children with this very rare disease. She asked me if I could go and talk to the young mother of the baby, and as I did there was a reassurance on her face as well as other relatives. I gave her my friend's number and told her that her children were were doing great, and living normal lives. It all makes it a little less scary when you hear success stories of other children.
Then one of the family members asked, "Wait a second, why are you up here?" I told them the story of how long we had to wait, and how Calli was supposed to be recovering downstairs, but they decided last minute to send her up here. With that, they smiled tearfully and told me that they were sure that we were sent to comfort and reassure them that all would be OK.
You see, God works in ways we do not even understand. There is no way we were supposed to be up in that waiting area, and this disease is so very rare, the fact that I have a friend that has not one, but two children with it- really rare....and that Mike, not even me, but Mike recognized her.
It is reassuring, and comforting knowing when you are in the center of God's will. One of the family members came up to me and said, "It is just too weird, I mean, what I am trying to say is that, we were praying, and God sent you to encourage us...you were not even supposed to be here."
It is reassuring, and comforting knowing when you are in the center of God's will. One of the family members came up to me and said, "It is just too weird, I mean, what I am trying to say is that, we were praying, and God sent you to encourage us...you were not even supposed to be here."
Not too long after, a nurse came and escorted us to an awake Calli. I had hoped we would be there to see her wake up, which we would have if she was recovered downstairs. I had promised her I would be right there...but I guess God had other plans. Mike and I tried to comfort her as best as we could as the drugs wore off, and I must say that she recovered much better and more quickly this time. Mike makes all the difference. I mean, I am her Mommy, and she needs me each and every day... but he is her Daddy, there is nothing like the loving, strong and protective arms, of your Daddy. He keeps me in check pretty well too :) He is strong and steady and peace and calm. He can be pretty funny sometimes too! Like last week when Calli rang with her bell choir at Byers Choice.
Ding Ding Ding ing Dong That is our song.... |
After the concert, we walked around and there was a room where you could try on hats and clothes and wow, was I surprised, delighted and warmed when I turned the corner and saw this!!!
Wow, Honey....I know if I asked you, you would never...but for Calli? |
Yes, for Calli- I'd do anything!!! |
This song from the British Musical, OLIVER, really just hits the nail on the head. The words are great- have a listen and smile for a bit.
Trying to look like Scrooge- but isn't he so cute??? |
Calli and Aidan had some fun dressing up too!
Kinda scary! |
A fine Lady :) |
Ha Ha lol- She is a fighter! |
Aidan was hiding from me...... |
That's a good boy Aidan- now lets get a family pic! |
so funny-lol- |
I still cannot believe that they did this :) |
It was a lot of fun, just simple fun <3
Her hair..can you see it? It is coming in very blond! |
My Aidan, is becoming a young man <3 |
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