Welcome back to Kansas City, I guess.
It’s 12 degrees here and Texas is looking really good about now!
If there is such a thing as a “good time” for chemotherapy and hanging out in bed all day under the covers…
February in KC has to be it.
So I did just that.
In TC’s bed!
We watched a movie and chatted,
We laughed some and never even cried once!
Progress…baby step style!
She’s catching a little shuteye right now and I’m catching “Men’s Curling”.
What a strange sport.
And strange spectators…one woman was wearing a hat fashioned after a “Curling Stone”!
Must be all the rage in the Curling World.
Who knew?
It’s good to hear TC sleep so peacefully.
She’s still in quite a bit of pain from her surgery when she’s awake so sleep is her friend.
Her outlook is tough…I guess I shouldn’t have expected anything different.
I think she’s going to be the one leading us on this journey together and I can’t think of anyone better to lead than her.
She’ll get us through.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Just an Update…
Unbelievably…we still have more questions than answers with TC.
We also have less patience than last time.
Unfortunately…we also have fewer options.
So we wait for answers as patiently as we can.
This is what we do know:
TC is very, very sick.
Her cancer has attached itself to most all of her organs.
She will start a “generic” chemotherapy routine this coming Friday.
We are waiting to hear back from a Lab in California who is doing the testing to determine the best chemo cocktail that she will hopefully respond to.
Radiation treatment has not yet been determined.
We are frustrated.
TC’s spirits are, as you can imagine, all over the map. She tends to show the bright side though which makes me very, very proud of her.
She is incredibly brave.
Many of you are so kind and ask about me and the rest of my family.
We too have our good days and bad.
I personally tend to shut down…as many of you know…I don’t return too many phone calls or emails.
I’ll work on that…I promise.
When I first started this blog,
I would never in a thousand years thought it would be used for this purpose.
I promise I will find my funny bone again soon and get back to blogging in my old style, because hopefully…
ChrissyCan!
We also have less patience than last time.
Unfortunately…we also have fewer options.
So we wait for answers as patiently as we can.
This is what we do know:
TC is very, very sick.
Her cancer has attached itself to most all of her organs.
She will start a “generic” chemotherapy routine this coming Friday.
We are waiting to hear back from a Lab in California who is doing the testing to determine the best chemo cocktail that she will hopefully respond to.
Radiation treatment has not yet been determined.
We are frustrated.
TC’s spirits are, as you can imagine, all over the map. She tends to show the bright side though which makes me very, very proud of her.
She is incredibly brave.
Many of you are so kind and ask about me and the rest of my family.
We too have our good days and bad.
I personally tend to shut down…as many of you know…I don’t return too many phone calls or emails.
I’ll work on that…I promise.
When I first started this blog,
I would never in a thousand years thought it would be used for this purpose.
I promise I will find my funny bone again soon and get back to blogging in my old style, because hopefully…
ChrissyCan!
Sunday, February 12, 2006
We Still Laugh
It’s what we do in our family.
It’s been a tough week…the toughest.
Yes we cry.
We cuss.
We question.
But even with TC’s belly full of stitches…We laugh.
And then we cry.
We cuss.
And we question.
It’s been a tough week…the toughest.
Yes we cry.
We cuss.
We question.
But even with TC’s belly full of stitches…We laugh.
And then we cry.
We cuss.
And we question.
Wednesday, February 8, 2006
Prayers…What are they good for
Absolutely nothing.
Yes… I’m angry.
Yes…TC’s surgery went “worst case scenario”.
Yes… I’m angry.
No… I’m not mad at God.
I’m mad at myself.
I don’t ever pray for trivial things.
I don’t pray to win the lottery.
I don’t pray for a new car.
I don’t even pray to make my house payment or keep my lights on.
I pray for the big stuff.
Like good health… for everyone.
I pray my children are safe.
I pray yours are too.
I pray my parent’s live a and long healthy life.
I pray yours do too.
I think I’m a good and descent person.
But now I wonder…
Cause God didn’t answer my prayer.
Why?
He has a higher purpose I’ve been told.
We’ll see.
I don't mean to offend anyone, but...
Yes… I’m angry.
Yes… I’m angry.
Yes…TC’s surgery went “worst case scenario”.
Yes… I’m angry.
No… I’m not mad at God.
I’m mad at myself.
I don’t ever pray for trivial things.
I don’t pray to win the lottery.
I don’t pray for a new car.
I don’t even pray to make my house payment or keep my lights on.
I pray for the big stuff.
Like good health… for everyone.
I pray my children are safe.
I pray yours are too.
I pray my parent’s live a and long healthy life.
I pray yours do too.
I think I’m a good and descent person.
But now I wonder…
Cause God didn’t answer my prayer.
Why?
He has a higher purpose I’ve been told.
We’ll see.
I don't mean to offend anyone, but...
Yes… I’m angry.
Monday, February 6, 2006
Nerves of Noodles
Well…tomorrow is our big day.
TC has her surgery.
No more questions,
Finally…answers.
Will the answers crush us?
Will they make us jump up and down with joy?
In the words of Jack Nicholson, “Will we be able to handle the truth?”
So many questions today.
Hopefully, all the answers tomorrow.
Let me take this opportunity to say how “Wowed” we’ve all been in my family by the outpouring of emails, Mass Cards, phone calls, flowers and many, many kind words and prayer. You have truly overwhelmed us.
Thank You!!!
TC has her surgery.
No more questions,
Finally…answers.
Will the answers crush us?
Will they make us jump up and down with joy?
In the words of Jack Nicholson, “Will we be able to handle the truth?”
So many questions today.
Hopefully, all the answers tomorrow.
Let me take this opportunity to say how “Wowed” we’ve all been in my family by the outpouring of emails, Mass Cards, phone calls, flowers and many, many kind words and prayer. You have truly overwhelmed us.
Thank You!!!
Sunday, February 5, 2006
Double Digits
Ten years ago today, Nicholas was born.
He was the child I swear I was pregnant with for 13 ½ months!
He did not want to come into this world anytime too soon.
It was the coldest of February nights.
The ground was so frozen solid,
That the 6ft Stork announcing his arrival could not be stuck into it.
It was instead, unceremoniously leaned up against the garage!
There were a few weeks there,
That we actually considered there was a baby mix-up at the hospital.
This kid could not be ours.
He had no personality,
And in particular no humor.
He was a gorgeous olive color…
And he was huge.
Whose child was this?!?
In retrospect…the kid was jaundice.
And in time, he actually started lightening up.
(Skin as well as humor!)
He was ours after all.
Today…as we continually split a gut over the things he says and does,
It’s hard to remember those days when he was socially challenged.
He, along with his sister Jordan, is the light of our lives, and the best thing of all…
He’s flippin hilarious!
I’m glad we didn’t bring him back for the switch,
Somebody somewhere, may have a real bore for a kid!
He was the child I swear I was pregnant with for 13 ½ months!
He did not want to come into this world anytime too soon.
It was the coldest of February nights.
The ground was so frozen solid,
That the 6ft Stork announcing his arrival could not be stuck into it.
It was instead, unceremoniously leaned up against the garage!
There were a few weeks there,
That we actually considered there was a baby mix-up at the hospital.
This kid could not be ours.
He had no personality,
And in particular no humor.
He was a gorgeous olive color…
And he was huge.
Whose child was this?!?
In retrospect…the kid was jaundice.
And in time, he actually started lightening up.
(Skin as well as humor!)
He was ours after all.
Today…as we continually split a gut over the things he says and does,
It’s hard to remember those days when he was socially challenged.
He, along with his sister Jordan, is the light of our lives, and the best thing of all…
He’s flippin hilarious!
I’m glad we didn’t bring him back for the switch,
Somebody somewhere, may have a real bore for a kid!
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