Brighton High School had a freezing 5-K followed by a Fall Festival fundraiser. The kids loved hanging out with Grady's family and Millie's younger brother.
They also partnered with our local Chick-Fil-a to split some of the profits on the dinner sales one fine Thursday night, so we went to see our Brighton Buddies then, too.
And one more picture of November activities. HopeKids does a movie once a month, and we got to see Big Hero 6 with them at Jordan Commons. The kids loved that.
We had a clinic appointment starting the next 84-day cycle. Those come with Lumbar Punctures. We chose to have her LP in the sedation room again. Dr. Katelyn did the LP, since she is amazing at it. Emma was calling her the Back Poke Queen. The notes suggested a dosage range for the sedation drugs, and I recalled for them that the dose they used was ample and possibly more than needed to get the job done.
Emma stayed asleep for 90 minutes. Sedation is supposed to slow a kid down for about 15 minutes, and they should lie down for a full 30 after an LP to let the methotrexate mix well with the CSF and to reduce risks of headaches.
They adjusted the notes for Emma to use much less of the drugs for her next sedation. I do believe it's genetic. My father and I also respond very thoroughly to any anesthetics. A little goes a very long way for our respective weight classes.
We asked Dr. Doug and Dr. Elizabeth about Emma's fingernails.
They both seemed perplexed. It looks like the old nail died and there is a new nail growing underneath it. I initially figured it was a chemo reaction of some kind, but when they both were unfamiliar with it, I started to worry just a bit over what would make a kid's nails do this.
Another cancer mama saw them, said she'd heard of it, and suggested reaching out for an answer. The cancer mama community has indeed seen it. One mama said her doctor responded to her own kiddo's similar problem with an explanation that the nail bed is a complex matrix and the chemo must have disrupted it. Within a couple hours, five different mamas said their kids had experienced something like it.
It isn't necessarily common, and doesn't seem to be a side effect of any one particular drug, so it wouldn't go on the medication information sheet. I heard of it after a stem cell transplant and during different phases of treatment. So there you have it... the nail bed is a complex matrix.
Cancer is not a great thing at all; but it comes with some blessings. I love the people we have gotten to know through this. On Tuesday, we had a play date with one of Emma's friends so that I could talk with my cancer mama friend. We'll do it again.
Earlier this month I went to an overnight retreat in Heber. 30ish mamas got together at a cabin. Several restaurants catered meals for us. The mama who organized it managed to get quite a lot donated so that it would be affordable. It was so incredibly therapeutic to listen to each other, to relate about this unwelcome horror that we have all had to live with.
Those are some strong women. We have different interests, different backgrounds, different educations and ages and socioeconomic statuses. The shared experience, though, leads to a level of trust and camaraderie. I am so grateful to know them. They are strong. Their stories and their children's stories are compelling.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. We have so much to be grateful for. I am so grateful for people whose life work, career, and everyday focus is to help my Emma.
I am grateful for pediatric oncologists, for researchers, for nurses, medical techs, and all the medical personnel that fight cancer. I am grateful for Primary Children's hospital. I am grateful for the dozen-plus organizations that we know that help bring joy to sick kids. HopeKids, Make-a-Wish, Millie's Pringess Foundation, NEGU joy jars, ACCO, Anything Can Be, the folks who make capes and gather socks and legos, the blanket makers and pillowcase makers. I am so grateful that technology allows for a free and efficient support group on Facebook - I need that group so much.
I am grateful for good neighbors. I am grateful for a close family. I am grateful for my anonymous cash donors. I am grateful for the friendship and generosity of quiet helpers that impact us so much and don't want to be thanked openly. (you know who you are.) I am grateful for CapitalOne360's contest last year, without which we would be in a very different place with the stress and the budget.
I am grateful for the treatments we do have, and grateful that we still have Emma.
I am mindful of those that are missing their angel children at this time of year. I think it must be awful every day to have lost a child; but this time of year must ache a bit extra.
There are so many things to be grateful for, even in the cancer world.
