We just got home from clinic. Avery did well as she always does and we are done with her ninth treatment.
We've had a good two weeks of no chemo and no steroids. I've love being on maintenance. It's been so nice to have small breaks in between clinic visits. We have been spending a lot of time at Grandma's house and playing with cousins. And we've been taking advantage of the nice weather! We have a small park down the street from our house and Avery asks to go every. day. And then screams when we have to leave. It's been good for both of us to get some sunshine and fresh air.
I'm feeling especially emotional this week for a number of reasons... gratitude that she is responding to her treatment and is doing so well with it, overwhelming love for my little girl who has not had one word of complaint come out of her mouth, and this was the first week I've really noticed a big different in her hair loss. Her hair doesn't fall out evenly so you can only see it if you lift up the top layer of her hair in the back. I'm terrified to brush it or even wash it.
I'm becoming so much more aware of the cancer community. Cancer is everywhere. Just a few weeks ago I was at the yarn store (knitting is a new hobby I've picked up) and started casually talking with a lady who was there. Somehow we got on the subject of cancer and she told me that her son was just diagnosed. He is older and is a father of three kids. Equally as unfair. But I guess if the world was fair then a lot of things would be different... and I would've never known that we were going through the same thing by looking at her, we probably have nothing more then knitting in common and yet we had an instant connection. No mom should have to go through this. Every time Ave has to go in for chemo, or an MRI, or take a steroid pill.. I wish with all my heart that it was me doing those things. I know there is nothing I can do to change it and I'm trying to make the best of it.
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