Yesterday we headed to Children's for Zoey's 3 month oncology check up.I manage to keep cancer in the recesses of my mind for most of the months in between appointments.However, about a week before our appointment I get a little weird and freaky on everybody.Snappy and withdrawn and I sigh these heavy sighs without really knowing it, until someone says,"Mom,what is your problem? Why are you sighing?"
And then, the day arrives and we load up the car,the little love and I and we go because we have no choice. I talk to Zoey about where we are going and what is going to happen and this time,she shoots me a very dirty look and crosses her arms and in that moment I know,she knows.She remembers.She hasn't forgotten. We enter the lab and she is the one freaking now and we do the draw and we wait.Me,not so patiently.And.without warning, our beeper goes off, kinda like our table is ready but not really,instead we go to our exam room but not mind you, "the" room where she was first diagnosed because that freakyness of mine carries into some superstitions,like for instance, we don't ever do that room anymore.And then I hightail it to the front desk and request her labs before the doctor comes in because I need to see the results before he comes in the room because I never,not ever again,want to hear the words,"We have some problems.",without me having the heads up first.I quickly scan the results and look for where it says "blasts",praying for "0" and scan to the platelets and the hemoglobin and then and only then do I breath,but not completely,until he comes and he smiles and he says"All looks great.".And yesterday,he did just that.Miss Zoey remains in remission and for that we thank God with all our hearts and never,ever take that for granted.
Meet the precious Aiden and his amazing mommy,my sweet,dear friend, Julie. Aiden was born last Wednesday.Blazing into this world at just over 25 weeks in his mommas pregnancy,weighing 2 pounds and measuring 13 inches long.A miracle, right?And would you look at him?Just a nasal cannula for oxygen and kangarooing with his mommy and he is not even a week old.What a little fighter and no wonder,he comes from hearty fighter stock because you see,his sister is the fighter of all fighters.His sister,the darling Madison, was diagnosed with Stage 4 neuroblastoma just 2 weeks after Zoey was diagnosed with leukemia and we have watched this child go through more, to reach this this moment of no evidence of disease,then any other child we have ever watched battle.And trust me, we have seen some battles,that is for sure.So tonight, please say some prayers for Aiden as he continues his job of growing big so he can come home and for his family, as they journey forward with their teeny-tiny miracle boy.