We were the closest family possible. Our world was turned upside down on 05/03/09 when my best friend, the person I love most next only to our children, my sister Trina was diagnosed with stage IV breast cancer. Her body gave out on her on 01/09/10 but she will ALWAYS be a part of our daily life and will continue to be in my posts. I started my blog to chronicle our daughter's international adoption from Guatemala and have continued to use it as a journal.

What you will find is my family trying to adapt to our new lives that were handed to us.

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Thank You God!!!!

No, we still don't have the tumor marker numbers, BUT Josh's blood work came back clean! Thank you God!!!! To have both of Asa's parents afflicted with cancer would be too much. Thank God we don't have to deal with it!!!!

Sissy was very tired today. She had to run some errands so of course we all went. She had to break out the walker, which just kills me. My 39 year old sister should not have to use a fucking walker. But she does. She is also desperately going to try to go to the Coldplay concert Friday night. I highly doubt she'll be able to go. I have the tickets for sale but I told her I wouldn't actually sell them until Friday morning when we'll know for sure if she can go or not. Mom told me to go with Norm (we have 4 tickets, sissy, Josh, Norm and I were all going to go) and sell the other pair but I can't. Four years ago it was just sissy and I that went and saw them the day before her 36th birthday and it would just be wrong to see them again without her. Now it would be another story if it was U2. I wouldn't want to go see them without her.... but I would. Oh well, I don't even need to think about that since the closest they are playing this leg of the tour is either Vancouver, BC or LA and I didn't even bother to try to get tickets.

An update on Liam, Norm's former co-worker's son who has SCID's. They had to move 3 hours north of here for the next 4-6 months while Liam undergoes a bone marrow transplant and recovers. The situation is heartbreaking and both Norm and I are sick for them. So it would be greatly appreciated if you could please say a prayer for them or send some good thoughts their way.

Tomorrow sissy gets the results of her BRCA1 and BRCA2, the breast cancer gene mutation. I will be shocked, absolutely floored if she doesn't have it. If she does have it, then mom and I will undergo testing. The test will also show if she has the marker for ovarian cancer. Not that she HAS ovarian cancer, but if she is at a higher risk for it. If so, then she would have them taken out along with a double mastectomy. How did this happen? I'm still amazed, shocked, horrified and full of disbelief of what our lives have become. Oh well, nothing we can do about it!

I finished that book that I briefly mentioned a while back that I was reading. I read the last 40-50 pages Sunday night while sissy was at the ER and I couldn't sleep. I'll be doing a full review of it in the near future but it's still sinking in and I want to be able to coherently discuss it.

I think subconsciously I've been stressed as I've spent all afternoon, that I wasn't running around, at home baking. I made sissy some homemade spelt crackers (who the hell makes crackers? I do I guess) and a homemade ice cream cake. Anyone who followed my blog back during the waiting game for Valentina will remember the baking spree I was on in between our PGN OUT (yes, I still have to write OUT of PGN in all caps) and getting Pink. I guess old habits die hard!

Finally, my plan to keep the video monitor hidden from Valentina and continue to use it into her teenage years may have been thwarted. I keep the monitor on my nightstand and while getting ready for the day today, Valentina was sitting on our bed as usual. I had my back turned to her when all of a sudden I hear her excitedly exclaim "MY BEDWOOM!!! MY BED! MY ANIMAWS! MY BANKETS!" The stinker had turned on the monitor and was thrilled to see her room on the screen. I nonchalantly just said "oh, yeah, let's turn that off" and placed it high above her reach, but I'm not sure she'll forget it that easily. Time will tell. It seems like we're waiting for time to tell us a lot of what we're currently going through.

Well, that's it, that's all, that's all there is.