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Tuesday, May 8, 2007 10:56 PM CDT Hello everyone,
You'll be glad to know that we did not fall off the face of the earth (lol). This is a hectic and crazy time of year for our family. Thank you all for continuing to check in...I am always amazed by the kindness and caring of those who follow our page.
So much has happened over the past month and a half, I don't even really know where to start. When I last updated, we had participated in a big fundraiser for St. Baldrick's. I am so happy to say that the donations for this cause have continued to come forth. Due to the generosity of so many people, St. Baldrick's has raised a great deal of money that will be directly applied to research to find a *cure*. Like all of you, I just can't bear any more losses. Since my last post, two more classmates of Molly's from The Morgan Center died. Sweet Sophia and our dear Kendall both lost their battles with childhood cancer and to say that we are heartbroken is the understatement of the century. As are all of the children battling this disease, Sophia and Kendall were truly courageous, beautiful children. Children who suffered in their short lives way more than anyone should have to suffer, ever. Please keep their families in your thoughts and prayers. Finding a way to survive after suffering the loss of a child is a constant task, an unimaginable one to many. I myself can only imagine what it must be like. Even having the personal experience of losing my spouse and the father to my children, I cannot truly *know* how hard this must be.
On March 29th, 2007 it was two years since Roly was killed. Two years...it seems impossible. I still can't fully wrap my mind around the reality that I will not see him again...ever...in this life. That notion is so deeply painful...for me, for my kids, for Roly's family, for all who knew him and loved him. It just doesn't make any sense. Time does not heal the wound but what it does do is make you more adept and skilled at living *with* the pain. I would have to say that after two years, the kids and I are truly doing better in terms of living *with* the loss. We still talk about Roly each and every day. That will never change. We still cry because we miss him and want so much to just be with him. We think of things he did, tell stories of his great love for us all and we remember him with smiles and laughter because that is what he gave to us...smiles...big ones, so very often.
Since I last updated, we took a trip to Florida to spend the spring recess and Easter with our family. We stayed with Roly's parents, which for me was a blessing. Roly's mom really gave me a much needed break...she let me sleep in while she kept the kids busy in the mornings. She is an *amazing* grandmother. Billy and Molly are so lucky to have her. She plays with them constantly, takes them to do all kinds of things they like to do, cooks their favorite foods (including Matzo ball soup for Miss Molly), watches silly cartoons with them, swims with them, etc. She even hosted a get-together so that one of Roly's dearest childhood friends, Christine and her family, could visit with us all. Here are some pictures of our visit together:
The Johnsons and the Guartons by the pool.
We had a great time with the Johnsons...playing, swimming and dying Easter Eggs. We also learned a really cool, "tie dye" technique for coloring our eggs!
Hard at work dying Easter Eggs.
The finished product!
I don't mean to neglect Roly's dad here...Rolando was his sweet, charming self who is always great to be around. He and Billy watched some sports and played dominoes, a favorite activity when we are all together. It's just that Roly's mom goes so "above and beyond", well, we can't really thank her enough. Some highlights from our trip down south included spending time with Roly's sister and her family, seeing our Aunt Judy, going to the beach, seeing the show, "Spelling Bee", shopping in some of our favorite stores, *two* trips to "Build a Bear" and spending a whole day with my brother, George and my sister-in-law, Crystal. I think the highlight of the trip for Billy was spending time with his cousins and *finally* learning to ride a two-wheeler, thanks to Bryan and Sean! Billy was soooooooooooooooooooo very happy about this, as this was something he was trying to do for quite some time. Well, it took two kids to teach him but they did it and he hasn't stopped riding since! Way to go Billy!
Here are a few more pictures from our trip to Florida that I thought you all might like to see:
Molly and Grandma the night we went to see the show, "Spelling Bee."
This is my sister-in-law, Crystal and brother, George with the kids.
Here's Miss Molly at one of her favorite spots...Build-A-Bear! Thanks to Uncle George and Aunt Crystal for the adorable lamb!
Billy on the day he learned to ride a two-wheeler.
This picture was taken on Easter Sunday in the lobby of Nora and Rolando's church.
Here's Roly's sister, Vicky with all of the kids.
When we got home from Florida, it was back to school and work. The spring is a very, very busy time of year for me at my job. As most of you know, I am a psychologist and work full-time, splitting my days between two wonderful elementary schools. I have a lot of responsibilities at my job which include chairing the "Annual Review" meetings for each student receiving special education services in my schools. At these meetings, the progress of each child is reviewed and a new "IEP" or "Individual Education Plan" for each student for the following school year is written. This is a very time consuming task and it gets added on to an already full schedule so there have been many days that I have either stayed late at work or brought work home with me. I have begun to realize that although I was able to swing working full-time and doing a part-time private practice in the past, now it's getting more and more difficult to juggle both. In the past, if I was seeing clients in my office, the kids were with their dad...that involved no guilt. Billy and Molly were happy to be with Roly and he was just as happy to be with them. Now however, when I am seeing patients after school hours, I have to have my parents come to stay with the kids or our nanny sits with them. It's not that either option is bad...in fact, there are many, many times that I think the kids like being with my parents way more than they like being with me! It's hard to explain but by having my parents stay with the kids so much, I'm kind of thrusting them more into the role of surrogate parents as opposed to grandparents and in doing so, I feel like I'm robbing both the kids and my parents of what *should be* a normal grandparent-grandchild relationship. If I'm working in the office, then my parents are feeding the kids dinner, running them to activities, checking (and at times, battling about) homework, bathing and showering the kids, getting them set for bed, etc. It's not that my parents mind it in the least bit...in fact they are so great and *never* complain about helping out but I feel badly about it and I feel like the older the kids get, the more *I'm* missing out if I'm not around after school and into the evening. I don't know if this makes sense to any of you but I just know that I need to reevaluate working both jobs and somehow find a way to balance things so I'm more available to the kids after school and not working so much. As much as I would like to be really good at everything I do, there is nothing more important to me than being a good mom so I'm in the process of figuring out how I can do that best.
Back to what's been going on over the past month. In the middle of April, it was my birthday. I turned 29...again. Like I tell my kids, when you get to 29, you have a choice. You can stay there, not pass "Go" and not collect $200.00 or you can keep going. I've opted to just stay put at 29. So in honor of my 29th birthday, two of my girlfriends and I went away overnight to a spa in CT. It was really, really, really nice. It was the first time I left the kids for an overnight trip but everyone did just fine. Billy and Molly were with my parents and Chelsea while my friends and I were enjoying all of the spa amenities. It was a *really nice* way to spend a birthday.
The kids, Buddy and me on my birthday.
Here's the very tasty (as in I ate the whole thing!) cake Molly made for me with Chelsea! I loved it!
Back to what's been going on with the kids. Some activities have been winding down while others are just getting going. Both kids bowl on a league and that has just finished for the school year. But...baseball has started and so far, so good! Billy's team is undefeated to date and I have to say, his coaches seem really nice and have been working hard with all of the boys not only to win but to be the best they can be at the sport. Billy had a fabulous game last week and he was awarded the game ball. His team was winning 1-0. His team was in the field. The other team had one out, bases loaded. A kid hits a hard line drive right at Billy. He catches the ball and immediately turns the double play, throwing the runner out at second base to end the inning without the other team scoring any runs! Billy's team eventually went on to win that game, with a score of 1-0 so his great play really counted! It was a great boost for his esteem and confidence. Now, if only those Yankees could get some pitchers off the DL and start winning some games! Billy and I have tickets to go to a game in June so we're looking forward to that. Hopefully by then, the Yanks will pull out of last place! As for Miss Molly, her dance recital is coming soon at the end of the month. She has been practicing hard! She just took her dance pictures and she looked too cute in her lilac tutu and adorable body suit! I can't wait to see her perform.
Another big event took place since the last update for Molly...she turned 6! I cannot believe that my baby is 6 years old! How did that happen? She had the perfect birthday party...one right up her alley at a place known as "The Little Ladies Club." She was invited to a party there last year and fell *in love* with the place. She had been talking about having her party there ever since so that's where it was. The place is beyond adorable...every little "princess'" dream come true. Each guest had their hair done so beautifully and then make-up put on, if they wanted (Of course, Molly was one of the kids who had to have make-up!) Then, all of the girls had manicures *and* pedicures. There were tons of BEAUTIFUL dress up clothes and lots of dancing to the sound track from "High School Musical." Of course, the Hokey Pokey was done, along with the Limbo and Chicken Dance. After all, what party could be complete without those dances? There was a "tea party", with pizza and cake and just lots and lots of "girly" fun. Molly told me it was her best birthday ever, so it was all worth it. Billy wouldn't put his foot near the place so my brother took him and my "tom-boy" niece Katie to the skate board park, where they had a great time themselves. Then the whole family came back to the house to open gifts and eat some more! (Did any of you ever see my Big Fat Greek Wedding? Well, that's the kind of family I have...LOL). Molly received so many nice things...she couldn't have been happier. One thing that was special was that Molly had her party on Roly's actual birthday. Molly's birthday is 4/30 and Roly's is 4/29. Since the 29th was a Sunday, Molly wanted to have her party that day. She thought is was great because in this way, she could kind of share her party with her dad. That part of the day was very, very bitter sweet because as wonderful as the party was, Roly should have been here celebrating along side his daughter. Here are a couple of pictures from Molly's birthday. I haven't uploaded them all to the computer yet so next time I post, I'll do my best to add a few more.
Here's Molly getting all "dolled up" at the "Little Ladies Club"...she looked just too cute!
In full Princess garb...She had so many layers of dress up clothes on, I don't know how Molly even managed to walk around!
Here's Molly with her good friends, Morgan and Annie.
Molly and her castle Princess Cake...which also happened to be delicious!
As for the medical news, Molly has an appointment at the clinic next week. This will be our first visit on an "every other month" schedule and we are so happy about that. Molly has been doing well overall. I believe she caught "Fifths Disease" and it flared up while we were in Florida but she's fully recovered from that now. It was going around her class and she had all of the classic symptoms. She's also had a number of sinus infections and a recent bout with strep throat, which is more evidence that she will probably need to get those adenoids out. We'll see what the oncologist has to say at our next visit.
Oh, one more bit of good news...Billy auditioned for the school band and he was selected to be in it! He's following in Roly's footsteps and is playing the drums. He reminds me of Roly in so many ways...I know Roly must be smiling down on him with this recent accomplishment. Billy told me the other day that he had a very vivid dream that Roly came down from heaven to spend time with him. He said Roly saw him make that double play and was with him on a number of different occasions. Billy was really comforted by that dream...How I wish I could turn that into a reality for him.
Well, I guess that is all of the news for now...As always, we thank you so very much for continuing to check on us.
With love, Donna
Wednesday, March 21, 2007 11:27 PM CDT Hello everyone!
Happy belated St. Patty’s Day to you all! Let me begin this update by THANKING ALL OF YOU who made a donation to our St. Baldrick's fundraising team, Molly’s Baldwin Heroes. We all appreciate your generosity *so very much*. One day, I know there will be a CURE for childhood cancers. I cannot wait for that day to come…too many kids are still battling for their lives each and every day.
This update is going to be mostly pictures…I thought you would all enjoy seeing some of what went on last week. On Friday, Molly and I went in to NYC with our friends from my job in Baldwin. We were invited to participate in a really amazing St. Baldrick'sevent that took place on the set of the Mike and Juliet Morning Show. This show airs on many FOX stations throughout the country.
Well, when we got up at 4:45 am, it was freezing cold and snowing. Actually, it was snowing and raining freezing rain. Let’s just say the weather was less than perfect for an event that was going to be shot *outside*. Molly and I met our friends at 5:45 am and we all drove to the train station where we caught at 6:13 train into Penn Station. We found a great parking spot…but later, I found out it via the ticket on my windshield that it was a great spot because it was only for people with special permits to park there…sigh. Oh well, you live and learn. Anyway, we were all so excited to participate in the event. We caught cabs down to the studio and we were treated so nicely by everyone from St. Baldrick’s and FOX. In fact, they treated Molly like a true princess! She had her hair done, make-up applied and even had a manicure and her nails painted green all before 9:00 am! She really felt special! Despite the fact that the weather was awful, they tried to make us comfortable and really created quite the party atmosphere for the shaving that was to take place. Lots of other people were there for this event…including Enda McDonnell, one of the founders of the St. Baldrick's organization. Enda was interviewed along with a lovely young lady, Sarah who shaved her head in honor of her sister who passed away from cancer. Though the truly WONDERFUL guys from my school district who shaved their heads didn’t actually get too much TV time, they still had a great deal of fun. They stood outside in the cold for hours and didn’t complain. In fact, they were happy to be there for such an amazing cause.
To Jim, Brian, Larry, Chris, Jimmy, and Brian…Molly and I can’t thank you enough for helping to raise awareness and funds to put an end to childhood cancer. You are all incredible people…people to be admired…and if I do say so myself, you all look pretty darn good without hair! Especially Larry…who Miss Molly developed quite the “crush” on! In fact, at one point when I told her to please leave Larry alone for a few minutes, Molly responded…”Oh Mommy, don’t you understand? I’m just very *attracted* to him!” OMG! I am in BIG trouble…she’s only 5! What is she going to be saying when she’s 15???? For my praying friends out there, pray harder! I’m going to need it!
Well, here are a bunch of pictures! I hope you enjoy them!
Every girl just has to have her make-up done by a professional before appearing on TV!
Molly and me
Here is Molly and Enda McDonnell, one of the founders of St. Baldrick’s. This is the *before the shave* picture!
Here they are after!
Brian just about to get “buzzed”!
Chris looks pretty happy about getting his hair shaved off!
Do you think Molly is having a good time with Brian? What a face!
Here’s Jimmy getting ready to say good-bye to his hair!
Molly and her new “crush”…Larry!
Jim seems to like his new look!
Juliet and Mike from the Fox Morning Show…they were so nice to Molly and everyone from St. Baldrick’s.
After a freezing cold, snowy day in NYC, we are all warm back at Brookside School!
Well, that's it for now but there's more to come in the near future! Thank you all for continuing to check in on us and for leaving us such kind messages of support and love. It means so much to know that so many care.
With love, Donna
Tuesday, March 6, 2007 10:10 PM CST Hello everyone,
Where to begin? It's been a very busy month with lots of ups and some downs too. I guess I'll start off by telling you that we never made it to Florida in February. Our tickets were booked with JetBlue and due to the bad weather that hit the northeast right around the time we were supposed to fly out, lots of flights were canceled and delayed. I decided that it wasn't worth the chance that we wouldn't get off so I rescheduled our tickets for April. I was so exhausted from work that I just wasn't up for waiting around in the airport for hours upon hours with two anxious kids. Though the kids were *very* disappointed in the change of plans, the blow was softened by the fact that my Roly's mom was able to come and stay by us for almost a week. Thank God for Grandma Nora...she really came to the rescue. The kids had lots of fun with her and as it turns out, we had a really nice break from school right here at home. We did lots of fun things like go to the movies and the video arcade. We spent one day in NYC at the Museum of Natural History and the Hayden Planetarium. We went out to eat a few times and saw some friends. We even hung out at home in front of the fireplace while watching videos and playing our new favorite board game, "Apples to Apples" (thanks for telling us about that Lisa!). So, that was pretty much the February vacation. As usual, it went by waaaayyyyy too fast!
Once vacation was over...boom! It was back to our CRAZY lives! Work continues to be insane for me...there is truly so much to do and not enough time to do it in. Somehow, someway, I'll get it done (I hope...lol). The kids continue to be busy with school projects and extracurricular activities. Billy just had his Boy Scout Blue and Gold Dinner which was lots of fun. Molly has been getting ready for her dance recital which isn't too far off. She has been anxious to try out Girl Scouts so I guess I'll be looking into that for her.
Medically, Molly continues to do well overall though her sinus troubles persist. We saw the ENT who told me that it would probably be a good idea to have her adenoids removed. The CT scan showed that they are very enlarged and they might be contributing to her constant respiratory issues. However, because she is Factor 7 deficient, surgery is just a tad more involved. Being Factor 7 deficient means that Molly does not clot as well as those who are not Factor 7 deficient. Of course, not clotting well and having surgery are two things that don't go together so well. It doesn't mean that she can't have the surgery, it just means that she needs to get transfused with FFP (fresh frozen plasma) first (since FFP has Factor 7 in it). Also, she will probably be admitted overnight for observation just to make sure that she doesn't bleed too much when normally, removal of one's adenoids would be an ambulatory surgery. All of this is not likely to happen for a little bit yet. The surgeon is in Israel and while he is gone, we are trying a steroid nose spray as a last ditch effort but so far, I don't see much improvement with the spray. In fact, over the last few days, Molly has been quite sniffily and not herself. I think that she has a virus though. Last night in the middle of the night, she spiked a fever and proceeded to throw up all night long. But by tonight, she seemed much more herself. Probably just one of those 24 hour bugs. We go to the clinic next week for our regular monthly check up. However, this check will be a little more special...this should be our last MONTHLY check up. After this appointment, I think we'll only have to go to the clinic once EVERY OTHER MONTH! Why you ask? Well, because yesterday, MOLLY REACHED ONE ENTIRE YEAR OFF CHEMOTHERAPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It doesn't seem possible that a whole year has gone by but it has! And my sweet girl continues to grow and thrive and do so well. Each and every day, I am in awe of her...of her beautiful spirit...her zest for life. I am truly grateful that she is with us and that she is the amazing child she is. She is a true Hero.
Which brings me to my next topic...Molly has been asked by St. Baldrick's to appear with them on national television next Friday morning, March 16th at 9:00 EST on the FOX's Morning Show with Mike and Juliet. The purpose of the segment is to help get the word out about St. Baldrick's and about how necessary it is to raise money to fund research to CURE CHILDHOOD CANCER once and for all. For those of you who don't know about St. Baldrick's, PLEASE, check out their amazing website. I borrowed this "blurb" from their website: St. Baldrick's began as a casual conversation between friends and has exploded into the world's biggest volunteer-driven fundraising program for childhood cancer. Events have taken place in 10 countries and 42 US states, raising over $20 million, and shaving more than 26,000 heads". Ironically, one of the three founding members of this organization is a friend of mine from St. Agnes High School in Rockville Centre, NY. What feels like so many years ago, John Bender and I graduated from St. Agnes, unaware that our paths would cross again in the future in such a special way. Now what is even more strange is that John and Roly knew each other way before John and I ever did. They both served as Alter Boys at St. Christopher's RC Church in Baldwin, NY. They were childhood friends, we were teenage friends and now, John has helped create an organization that I believe will be truly contributory in finding a cure for these awful diseases. Molly has been honored by St. Baldrick's in the past and now it is *our* honor to speak with them about their mission.
So many people have asked me over the years, "What can I do for you"? or "What do you need help with"? Well, today, I'm going to tell you. You can help the brilliant researchers out there find a cure for childhood cancer by making a donation to St. Baldrick's, by praying for the researchers, doctors and numerous health care professionals, by praying for the children afflicted with these diseases as well as by praying for their family and friends. Just this week, another child...a dear friend of ours from the Morgan Center, died as a result of leukemia. Caroline Hurley was a truly beautiful, gentle, sweet little girl. She and Molly went to preschool together for 2 years. When she relapsed after having standard risk ALL...the "good" kind of leukemia, we were all shocked and devastated. She survived more chemo, radiation and a cord blood transplant. But due to a virus she caught after transplant, her body just couldn't fight any more. She died in the hospital after suffering so much. It was not peaceful...it was awful, as the death of any child is. Her parents returned to a home that was still decorated with the family Christmas tree because they didn't want to take it down until Caroline could get home to celebrate the holiday and open her gifts. This has to just stop...I know none of us can bear the loss of one more beautiful child. Children dying and suffering...this is something so far beyond my comprehension...something that fills me with profound sadness and anger and a strong desire to put an end to it, once and for all.
Truly, I am not trying to pressure or guilt anyone into giving money or supporting St. Baldrick's but if that is something you would like to do, we would be so appreciative. If you're interested, you can go to the St. Baldrick's website and sponsor our team of shavees. So far, 4 guys from my job have graciously volunteered to have their heads shaved...one third grade teacher, one physical education teacher, one custodian and our secretary's husband...on national television no less...in Molly's honor. They are hoping to raise at least $5,000 by doing this. If you feel so inclined to donate, at the St. Baldrick's website under the venue name, type Madison Hall in the city of Rockville Centre in the state of NY. If you click on the team, "Molly's Baldwin Heroes", you can make a donation to the team and the boys will get credited with your donation toward their total goal. Together, I know we can really make a difference.
Well, I guess that's about it for now. As always, I can't thank you enough for your care and concern. We continue to be moved beyond words by all of you.
With much love, Donna
Wednesday, February 14, 2007 11:52 PM CST Hello everyone, Thank you all for all of the lovely Valentine wishes as well as all of your kind guestbook messages. I continue to be in awe of the Caringbridge community. The constant support and love you share with us is so deeply touching. I have been so, so busy lately that I haven't had a spare moment to tend to many needed tasks...including updating our journal! My job as a school psychologist has been great but it is "crunch" time and the pressure at work is on. I have lots of evaluations to do not only for the kids I service directly in my buildings but also for preschoolers with disabilities who will be transitioning to kindergarten in the fall. Even though the fall seems so far off, we actually begin to assess and plan for the needs of these students now so that by September, everything the children need to succeed in school is in place. There is just no way to finish all of my work during school hours, so I end up bringing some of it home and working on it in the evenings after the kids go to bed. Truly, I'm not complaining because I really do love my job...it's just a lot to manage while taking care of the kids, seeing a few patients in my private practice, taking care of the house, managing our finances, blah, blah, blah...I know most of you "get" it. The demands of life are just not easy sometimes! Some days, it can be very overwhelming. As for the *important* stuff...Molly and Billy are doing just fine overall. Miss Molly took a hefty dose of antibiotics for two weeks to clear up that pesky sinus infection she had. She did pretty well with the medication and I *thought* we had finally rid her of the infection but late last week, she started sniffling, coughing and complaining of "neck" pain again. I took her to the pediatrician who said she had a "drip". We decided to wait a day or so to see if it would clear up but unfortunately, it seemed to get worse instead of better. Sooooo, Molly is once again on another two weeks of antibiotics. Let's hope that *this* time, it does the trick! Tomorrow we go to the clinic for Molly's monthly check up. Let's hope the counts are good and all is well.
Our family has been doing lots of activities over the past month. Billy had his Pinewood Derby for Boy Scouts and that was so much fun. His lime green iPod nano car was one of the coolest looking cars there...though I have to say, this year there were so many amazing creations that the boys made. We have to thank Randy once again for all of his help and hard work. Billy couldn't have done it without you! Billy continues to play basketball and I think he gets better and better each game. Though he loves baseball, I think basketball might just be his sport! Billy has been taking good care of his pal, Buddy our cockapoo puppy. Buddy is getting so big already! He is just a total delight (except when he's pooping or peeing on my rugs)! Both kids adore him and he has been a great addition to our home. Billy has also been having some playdates with kids from school. It's great to see him making such nice friends. He is really starting to feel "at home" in his new school.
Molly continues to dance her little heart out. She hears music and she's off...wiggling, shaking and jumping around. I really think show business could be in her future! We took another trip to the American Girl Place in NYC last week to celebrate our friend, Annie's birthday. It was so great. We went during the week and the store was not at all crowded. It was a total pleasure to shop and have lunch in the cafe without the crowds and confusion that is there on a weekend. Molly has gone to a few other birthday parties lately and each time, she had a ball. She's always up for a party! In fact, she even had the time of her life at a Superbowl party we went to at a friend's home! She was cheering for the Colts and was happy that they won but was even more delighted when she learned that she and I won the 1st quarter and the half of the Superbowl pool we had going! She pointed out that we could just spend our winnings at the American Girl Place and that's exactly what we did! In addition to all of the parties, we have also been going to our public library more often. Both kid really enjoy looking through the books and choosing their own selections. Our library offers so many nice programs and it's so close to our house that it's a great place to spend an hour or two on the weekend.
This weekend, we will be heading south to Florida for a few days. We will be visiting Roly's parents and sister. My two brothers will be in Florida too. My youngest brother lives in the same town as Roly's family and my other brother owns a condo on Ft. Meyer's Beach and he'll be vacationing next week with his family. We can't wait to get out of the icy cold and spend some time with our family. The weather on Long Island hasn't been bad overall but it has been very cold. Yesterday and today, we were the lucky recipients of freezing rain, sleet and snow. I just hate this weather...shoveling is not my favorite thing to do! I am *so* much more a "summer girl" than a "winter girl", that is for sure. I think sitting by the pool sounds awfully good right about now!
Well, I guess that's about it for right now. I had some computer problems and am now using a different desktop. It doesn't have all of the programs my old computer had so I'm having trouble figuring out how to get my pictures in the format they need to be in so I can post them on the webpage. I think I'll be taking some "light" reading on Adobe Photoshop with me to Florida...maybe by the time I get home, I'll be able to figure a few things out! Roly was the computer expert in our family. We sure miss him, in every way, shape and form.
Many, many thanks again to everyone for all of your kindness and support. Mrs. Pam...you are amazing! Thanks for the Valentine goodies and Char, what you do with Project Angel Hugs is awesome. Thank you both so much for thinking of the children.
With much love, Donna
Thursday, January 19, 2007 - UPDATE Now really, hold on...I know that *three* updates in a week...that's a new record for this year (and probably last year too!). You have all been so kind with thinking of us regarding Molly's scan that I wanted to update quickly before I run to work...which I am late for...again...sigh. Anyway, the news is GOOD. Molly has sinusitus, and strep, but she has not had a recurrance of cancer, Thank God. She is now on 1800 mg of Augmentin for the next 10 days (her poor little stomach!) but hopefully, it will just knock the infections from her system. She was a real, true champ. She did not need sedation for the scan, as she held perfectly still. She didn't like the IV in her hand that was needed for the contrast but she handled it fine, along with a finger stick. Her WBC is dropping already after just 2 days on Keflex and it is now down to 12,000. We return to the clinic next week to have her nodes reevaluated, as they are still enlarged. Despite all she went through today, she went to school. Her class was entering the lunch room as we walked in and she was literally greeted with cheers. She certainly seems to be well-liked by her classmates. OK, I better get to work. I am really going try to find some time to upload some more of our holiday pictures. There are lots of cute ones. OK, thanks again for checking in.
With love, Donna
Tuesday, January 16, 2007 - UPDATE OK...don't fall off your chairs...there's actually an update on two consecutive days! I just wanted to let you know what seems to be going on with Molly's lymph nodes. She saw the oncologist today and she has two swollen nodes, similarly placed on each side of her neck. They are painful and her doctor thinks they are infected. Her counts indicated that she is indeed fighting something, as her white blood count was a little over 16,000. (Normal is between 5,000-10,000. However, her other counts were generally "normal" and the blood smear didn't show any leukemic cells, thank God. Molly's oncologist order a CT scan to be done on Thursday morning of her neck and sinuses. I fully expect that there is something going on with her sinuses, as she has had one respiratory thing after another lately. Molly's oncologist assured me that he has no reason to think that there is any recurrance of the cancer. He is extremely conservative and I know that if he says not to worry, then there really is nothing to worry about. Whew...Now, just wish us luck getting through the CT scan. Molly will be sedated, which means nothing to eat or drink that morning until the test is done. That should be fun but I'll take it any day of the year compared to what it could be. Thanks for checking in and thanks so very much for all of your good thoughts and prayers.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007 0:04 AM CST Happy New Year to everyone,
So, it is 2007. It is my sincere hope and prayer that this year will be filled with peace and happiness for us all.
Our family managed to get through the holidays OK. There were many happy moments and hearty laughter as well as moments that were very difficult too. We celebrated Christmas Eve at my brother Van's house, which is what we typically do. It was very nice. Van and Roseanne hosted a beautiful dinner complete with a visit from Santa. Molly cracked us up with what she ate...fried calamari, filet mignon and *TWO* entire lobster tails! What can I say, the kid has great taste! The children had so much fun playing with their cousins and friends. My mother slept at our house and my dad joined us bright and early to witness the opening of all of the gifts (he is just one of those people who is happiest sleeping in his own bed). Santa was very good to Billy and Molly. So were many family members and friends. We can't thank everyone enough for their kindness and generosity. We are still working on those thank you notes!
In the afternoon on Christmas Day, Van, Ro and the kids joined us at our house for dinner. Usually I cook a big feast but I just wasn't up to it this year. There seemed to be no time to prepare, especially working full-time now. So, I catered a bunch of stuff from a great local restaurant and cooked some things myself. That seemed to work out just fine. The schools I work in both did "cookie exchanges" so that filled our platters with all kinds of good homemade cookies for dessert. Our good friends, Joe and Christine came by with their kids for a while and that was a great way to end the day.
Although the holidays were good, we were all a bit under the weather physically. Molly was still coughing, Billy developed a fever and I was wheezing and coughing my head off too. So, instead of going upstate to Rochester on Thursday as we had planned for New Year's, we changed our plans and went on Friday to give everyone an extra day to recover. Also, that gave us a chance to visit with my nephew Joe who was passing through New York. He lives in Florida but he and his girlfriend were visiting some family in Maryland for the holidays. They took a detour to our house on their way back home and on Thursday, we had a chance to visit for a little bit. Joe was living with us when Roly was killed...he was going to school in New York. We surely miss him a lot and it was great to see him, if only for a short time.
On Friday, we headed to the airport for our own trip. We had a great flight to Rochester and were so happy to ring in the new year with my dear friend, Lisa and her family. We relaxed, did some shopping, went out to a Hibachi restaurant (a favorite place of ours to eat!), played games, watched old TV shows, looked through scrapbooks and just had a great time. Billy and Randy created the *coolest* car yet for Billy's Pinewood Derby, a favorite Boy Scout event. They carved that block of wood into a lime green iPod Nano car. It looks awesome. We can't wait to race it at the end of the month.
When we got home from Rochester, it was back to work the next day. It's been go, go and go - non-stop. Finally this weekend, I managed to take all of the Christmas decorations down. With my dad's help, I got the tree into its box and stored in the crawl space. It literally took an entire day to put everything away but I am so glad that it's done. I was just *done* looking at all of it. I am off from work today because it's Martin Luther King day and I am so glad to have an extra-day to get caught up on so many neglected things.
Last night, Molly slept at my parent's house. It was good to have some "alone" time with Billy. He has been giving me (and his sister) a run for the money lately with regard to his behavior and that is really not like him. After talking a long while, Billy broke down and just sobbed and sobbed about how much he misses his dad. He is just so sad and angry about it all and he admitted that he has been taking a lot of his feelings out on me and Molly. It's all just really bubbling up to the surface again for him. He has held a lot in for a long time. I think Billy is afraid to feel really close to me and Molly because he is scared that he might lose us too so he pushes us away and then feels very guilty for it. He feels like he is the only kid going through what he is going through. He is conflicted about feeling so jealous over the attention Molly has gotten and continue to get. It's all so overwhelming and confusing for him. He is seeing a social worker to help him work through these issues and recently he asked to return to the children's bereavement support group so we will be heading back to the Center for Hope on January 29th. I think it will be healing and good for Billy to be with other children who have lost a parent.
On a more cheery note, Billy has been playing basketball and is really loving it. He is very tall for his age (almost 5 feet at just 10 years old...just like his dad) and he is getting very good at the game. Our neighbor had a hoop that he was getting rid of and he was kind enough to give it to Billy so it now sits in our driveway where he practices all of the time. When he's not playing basketball, he has been playing with his new video game system, the Nintendo Wii that my brother George sent him from Florida. I have to admit, it's a pretty cool game system. Even Molly is enjoying it! Billy is also *starting* to enjoy reading more and I keep encouraging him to find the books that really speak to him. He is still bowling on a league and is looking forward to baseball in the spring. Billy is a good student and he is making nice friends at school. In the big picture, he is doing OK.
Miss Molly has been quite busy herself. She is still dancing her heart out and is taking ballet and tap. She tells me that next year, she wants to do Hip Hop. She is obsessed with the movie "Grease" and is loving the new reality show, "Grease...You're the One that I want". Molly has been enjoying her new toys, especially the ones that involve some type of arts and crafts. She has been playing with her new Barbie house and her American Girl toys though I think she loves her Brittany Spears perfume best! She has been feeling OK except that for the last few days, she has been complaining of a pain in her neck...and no, it's not her brother or me. Today, I ran her to the pediatrician, as the hem-onc clinic was closed. She has a number of swollen lymph nodes in her neck and I am truly trying *not* to hit any panic buttons. The doctor thinks that the swollen nodes are likely related to some on-going sinus issues Molly has been having. When she was examined today, she had a post-nasal drip and fluid in her ears. She will probably need to be on antibiotics...again...and may need a CT of her sinuses. Tomorrow, I'll take off from work...again...and run her into the clinic. I'll let you all know what happens as soon as I have any definitive answers. The doctor and the nurse practitioner (who used to work in hem-onc) both don't think the swollen nodes are indicative of relapse but of course, this needs to be checked out. So, it will be a miracle if I don't get an ulcer within the next few months with all of this worrying! That's the thing when you have a child who has/had cancer. You can't just "blow off" a complaint or symptom. Even though you know deep down that it's probably "nothing", you can't help but worry all of the time. So, please, keep her in your thoughts and prayers that whatever the cause of the swollen nodes, it's not anything serious. Also, please keep our dear friends Kendall, Hunter, Baby Donovan, and Russell in your thoughts and prayers. All are struggling through relapses and especially Baby Donovan is having a very difficult time.
Well, I'll try to end on a "brighter" note. Here are just a couple of pictures from Christmas. Since it's 1:00 am already...I just can't load any more pictures tonight but there are lots more to share...if I can find the time to get to it (lol).
Billy and his best friend, Buddy!
It sure is hard to be 5! This is a really cute book by Jamie Lee Curtis...Molly loves it!
Hanging on the couch watching the Disney Christmas Parade.
Take care everyone. As always, we are *so deeply grateful* to you all for your love, care and support. Happy New Year.
With much love, ~Donna
Thursday, December 21, 2006 11:45 PM CST Hello everyone,
I can't begin to thank you all enough for your kind messages of support, hope and love during this holiday season.
It has been quite a roller coaster ride of emotions over the past month. We have all been feeling the loss of Roly so much yet we are trying very hard to experience the hope and joy this season brings. We know Roly would want us to be happy and in keeping with that, we will do our best to laugh and enjoy one another this Christmas.
The past four weeks have really gone by quickly. I can't believe that in just a few days, the holiday will be here. I am thankful for that because truly, I just want 2007 to come. I am hopeful that the new year will hold many good experiences for us all.
So at this point, all of the shopping is just about done. Most of the wrapping is done too, thanks to Chelsea's help. She will be heading home to Seattle for the week and we will miss her while she's gone. Molly wanted us to have a "Don't go home Chelsea Party" in hopes that we could persuade her to stick around. We've all reassured Molly that Chelsea will be back but for Molly, especially at her young age, goodbyes are very difficult.
We have attended a few Christmas parties and they have been great. We so enjoyed the holiday party that we were invited to by the Morgan Center, Molly's previous school for children with cancer. An incredibly kind man and his wife funded the party at a country club and they went all out. The food was fabulous, the DJ was terrific and Santa...well, he was sure jolly and had so many nice gifts for the children. I have to say, in my opinion, Billy received one of the most special gifts of all. The man who hosted the party was told of our story and Billy really touched his heart. This man lost his father when he was still young and he knows only too well what a hole in your heart this leaves. Hearing that Billy loves the Yankees, he bought him the most amazing World Series Yankee Jacket, complete with patches from each series the Yankees won and embroidery on the back. Billy's face totally lit up when he put it on and he wore it for the entire party. We cannot thank this family enough for their generosity and kindness.
We also have done some fun holiday things like make gingerbread houses, baked cookies and saw a local production of the Nutcracker. The kids helped decorate the house and with the help of my girlfriend and my in-laws, I got the lights up outside.
The last week however has been especially difficult. We were all sick about a couple of weeks ago with a horrible stomach bug but Molly never fully recovered. She just didn't feel well and on Saturday, she started to run a fever. The fever came and went all week and of course, that put a huge knot in my stomach. I took her to the pediatrician who said she looked fine, it was probably a virus but when three more days past with fever, I called her oncologist who wanted to see her. So, after he checked her out, he found that she was wheezing in her left lung and she then began with an awful cough. He put her on three days of IV antibiotics which had us running back and forth to the hospital all week. Also, she started with nebulizer treatments of Xopenex. Her counts were OK and there was no sign of relapse, thank God but I have to tell you, this is how Molly presented when she was first diagnosed so the fear of relapse just about had me having panic attacks again. Today, finally, she did not have a temperature and she seems like her old self again. I am sooooo very relieved! Let's hope she's kicked whatever was in her system so that we can have an uneventful Christmas, at least from a medical standpoint!
Well, I wish you all much peace and joy this holiday season. Thank you, thank you and thank you again for your kindness and gestures of compassion and concern. We have received so many beautiful cards and a few surprises in the mail too. Mrs. Pam...the kids just LOVED the ornaments you sent! Thank you all for your thoughtfulness.
I hope as the holidays wind down and I am not as stressed or busy, that I will be able to update more often. Well, at least that's a goal for the new year.
Until we chat again, be well and take care of yourselves and one another.
Here are a few more pictures that Jennifer from Lasting Impressions Photography took.
Molly
Billy
Molly and Me
Billy and Me
With much love, Donna and the kids
Thursday, November 30, 2006 0:19 AM CST Hello everyone,
I hope that you all had a very Happy, Healthy Thanksgiving and are enjoying the upcoming holiday season. I cannot even begin to thank you all in a meaningful way for the tremendous amount of support, love, kindness, caring and concern that has been shared with us. I am truly overwhelmed by your goodness, your generosity and your testimony to the fact that the world is filled with *amazing* individuals that can lift one's spirits, even during her lowest moments.
What I *want* to be able to write tonight is an upbeat entry filled with all kinds of good things that we've been up to. I want to tell you all that the reason for long gaps in between journal entries is just because we've been busy, busy and busy. While it is true that we *have been* really busy with all kinds of fun activities, school and work, our hectic lives are not the only things preventing me from updating more regularly. The honest truth is that often, the reason for long gaps between updates is that I am struggling to get through the days; to keep a smile on my face; to give the kids some sense of normalcy; to keep the house running; to be there for extracurricular activities; and to meet the demands of my job all while now, trying to be excited and happy about the upcoming holidays. I am truly exhausted and emotionally "spent".
Before Roly was killed, I always thought that the first year after losing a close loved one would be the "hardest". That with the passing of each day, week and month, somehow, healing would take place and life would get back to some kind of normal. I have learned the hard way that this notion is not really true, at least not for me. Roly is gone 20 months today. Gone for more than a year and a half. It seems impossible yet it is true. My heart is so heavy and I remain so sad. In retrospect, I think I walked through the first year in a sort of haze...I was on "auto-pilot". Yes, I cried many tears and certainly mourned but lots of my tears were for the kids and Roly's parents, for our family members and friends. Molly was still in the midst of treatment and I just could not allow myself to fully grasp the depth of *my* loss. It has just been so profound that there are no words to convey the depth of this loss to you. The anniversary of Roly's death coincided with Molly completing chemotherapy. It was like a switch was flipped at that moment...my need to be ever vigilant and "on my game"... to make sure that the chemotherapy was being delivered in correct dosages, at correct times, etc. was not there any more. I could breathe a sigh of relief...no more "dirt" medicine (as Molly referred to it because it tasted like dirt to her). Once I was able to relax just a little, I felt like I was hit with an emotional ton of bricks...right over my head. It knocked me down hard and I've decided to share some of this now because if there are other people out there who are going through anything like what we've been going through, I want the truth, our truth to be known.
The anniversary of Roly's death is March 29th. Throughout the spring, I really struggled with my grief. Much of it was and remains very personal. I missed Roly more and more as the days went by, not less and less. Life was getting harder to bear without Roly's presence. Updating the journal became difficult...I didn't want to whine and sound depressing. I didn't want to bring anyone else down or sound unappreciative of all the good things we do have and all of the support we have been blessed with. So instead of updating regularly as I had been doing, I started to wait...to wait until I felt better, to wait until I could share something genuine and good. Unfortunately, as spring turned to summer, I began to become truly, significantly depressed. On the outside, many people would have thought that I was doing OK, but my close friends knew that something was really wrong and different. I began to experience significant insomnia. I couldn't eat and dropped 20 lbs (that's about the only good thing to come out of this). I couldn't concentrate well. I cried every time I was alone and had trouble stopping, even when I needed to. I began to experience severe anxiety and panic attacks. It was not a good start to the summer.
Over the summer, I spent a lot of time talking with a social worker who once worked in children's oncology and then moved over to bereavement counseling. She has been a "perfect" fit for me and I am so grateful that I found her. It doesn't matter that I myself have a Ph.D. in psychology...I still needed to find someone I could talk to about my pain. Someone who could listen and support me, who could provide insight and compassion. Someone that I didn't have to be concerned about with regard to how *my* pain affected *her*. With her help along with other support, I have moved to a *much* better place but life is still not easy nor is it "normal". It's like living a whole different life. We had one life before...and now, a new life after.
Although we "made it" through the first set of holidays, in many ways, it seems more difficult this year compared to last year. The loss is that much more "real". The ache and empty hole in my heart is that much deeper. I want so badly for us to all be at peace...to be able to really feel all the things the carols and songs of the season convey. How I wish it really *was* the "most wonderful time of the year". The truth is that for our family and I would guess for most families who are grieving, this time of year is just a bit harder. Missing an integral, loved member of your family during the holiday season adds on to the already difficult task of meeting life's demands without him or her by your side.
So, truly I hope this entry has not been depressing but rather, I hope it is seen as I intend it to be...honest and true. Learning to live again and finding joy after your spouse, parent or child dies is a monumental task. It is one that seems to be always "in the process of happening" but is probably never really "completed". Each significant event from a child's Christmas concert to a birthday celebration is seen not only for what it *is* but what it *could have been*...if only our loved one was here with us now. I hope that you will keep all of us, those who are grieving during a joyous time of year, in your thoughts and prayers.
Please know how genuinely grateful I am to all of you, for all of you, not only during the holiday season but each and every day.
OK, I will do my best to share some more upbeat happenings the next time I write. Hopefully, I'll have the time, energy and emotional resources to do it sooner rather than later.
Until then, be well.
With love and gratitude, Donna
Thursday, November 30, 2006 0:19 AM CST Hello everyone,
I hope that you all had a very Happy, Healthy Thanksgiving and are enjoying the upcoming holiday season. I cannot even begin to thank you all in a meaningful way for the tremendous amount of support, love, kindness, caring and concern that has been shared with us. I am truly overwhelmed by your goodness, your generosity and your testimony to the fact that the world is filled with *amazing* individuals that can lift one's spirits, even during her lowest moments.
What I *want* to be able to write tonight is an upbeat entry filled with all kinds of good things that we've been up to. I want to tell you all that the reason for long gaps in between journal entries is just because we've been busy, busy and busy. While it is true that we *have been* really busy with all kinds of fun activities, school and work, our hectic lives are not the only things preventing me from updating more regularly. The honest truth is that often, the reason for long gaps between updates is that I am struggling to get through the days; to keep a smile on my face; to give the kids some sense of normalcy; to keep the house running; to be there for extracurricular activities; and to meet the demands of my job all while now, trying to be excited and happy about the upcoming holidays. I am truly exhausted and emotionally "spent".
Before Roly was killed, I always thought that the first year after losing a close loved one would be the "hardest". That with the passing of each day, week and month, somehow, healing would take place and life would get back to some kind of normal. I have learned the hard way that this notion is not really true, at least not for me. Roly is gone 20 months today. Gone for more than a year and a half. It seems impossible yet it is true. My heart is so heavy and I remain so sad. In retrospect, I think I walked through the first year in a sort of haze...I was on "auto-pilot". Yes, I cried many tears and certainly mourned but lots of my tears were for the kids and Roly's parents, for our family members and friends. Molly was still in the midst of treatment and I just could not allow myself to fully grasp the depth of *my* loss. It has just been so profound that there are no words to convey the depth of this loss to you. The anniversary of Roly's death coincided with Molly completing chemotherapy. It was like a switch was flipped at that moment...my need to be ever vigilant and "on my game"... to make sure that the chemotherapy was being delivered in correct dosages, at correct times, etc. was not there any more. I could breathe a sigh of relief...no more "dirt" medicine (as Molly referred to it because it tasted like dirt to her). Once I was able to relax just a little, I felt like I was hit with an emotional ton of bricks...right over my head. It knocked me down hard and I've decided to share some of this now because if there are other people out there who are going through anything like what we've been going through, I want the truth, our truth to be known.
The anniversary of Roly's death is March 29th. Throughout the spring, I really struggled with my grief. Much of it was and remains very personal. I missed Roly more and more as the days went by, not less and less. Life was getting harder to bear without Roly's presence. Updating the journal became difficult...I didn't want to whine and sound depressing. I didn't want to bring anyone else down or sound unappreciative of all the good things we do have and all of the support we have been blessed with. So instead of updating regularly as I had been doing, I started to wait...to wait until I felt better, to wait until I could share something genuine and good. Unfortunately, as spring turned to summer, I began to become truly, significantly depressed. On the outside, many people would have thought that I was doing OK, but my close friends knew that something was really wrong and different. I began to experience significant insomnia. I couldn't eat and dropped 20 lbs (that's about the only good thing to come out of this). I couldn't concentrate well. I cried every time I was alone and had trouble stopping, even when I needed to. I began to experience severe anxiety and panic attacks. It was not a good start to the summer.
Over the summer, I spent a lot of time talking with a social worker who once worked in children's oncology and then moved over to bereavement counseling. She has been a "perfect" fit for me and I am so grateful that I found her. It doesn't matter that I myself have a Ph.D. in psychology...I still needed to find someone I could talk to about my pain. Someone who could listen and support me, who could provide insight and compassion. Someone that I didn't have to be concerned about with regard to how *my* pain affected *her*. With her help along with other support, I have moved to a *much* better place but life is still not easy nor is it "normal". It's like living a whole different life. We had one life before...and now, a new life after.
Although we "made it" through the first set of holidays, in many ways, it seems more difficult this year compared to last year. The loss is that much more "real". The ache and empty hole in my heart is that much deeper. I want so badly for us to all be at peace...to be able to really feel all the things the carols and songs of the season convey. How I wish it really *was* the "most wonderful time of the year". The truth is that for our family and I would guess for most families who are grieving, this time of year is just a bit harder. Missing an integral, loved member of your family during the holiday season adds on to the already difficult task of meeting life's demands without him or her by your side.
So, truly I hope this entry has not been depressing but rather, I hope it is seen as I intend it to be...honest and true. Learning to live again and finding joy after your spouse, parent or child dies is a monumental task. It is one that seems to be always "in the process of happening" but is probably never really "completed". Each significant event from a child's Christmas concert to a birthday celebration is seen not only for what it *is* but what it *could have been*...if only our loved one was here with us now. I hope that you will keep all of us, those who are grieving during a joyous time of year, in your thoughts and prayers.
Please know how genuinely grateful I am to all of you, for all of you, not only during the holiday season but each and every day.
OK, I will do my best to share some more upbeat happenings the next time I write. Hopefully, I'll have the time, energy and emotional resources to do it sooner rather than later.
Until then, be well.
With love and gratitude, Donna
Tuesday, October 31, 2006 11:44 PM CST A warm "Halloween Hello" to all of our Caringbridge friends,
The kids are finally in bed after quite a busy day. Billy truly *loves* this holiday...after all, FREE candy...and lots of it! Add to that dressing up in an outfit that can really scare the pants off your little sister...well, for a soon to be 10-year-old boy, it doesn't get much better than that.
As for Molly, she seems to enjoy it too but then again, Molly enjoys just about anything. She loves being with her friends be it playing a board game at home, running through a park or trick-or-treating down the block.
For me, well I used to just love this holiday too. Autumn was my favorite season. I loved the beautiful colors of the leaves, the crisp, cool air, drinking hot tea after a long day and smelling the aroma of wood burning in neighborhood fireplaces. While I still enjoy all of those things, for me, they no longer conjure up just warm, happy memories but memories of Molly's diagnosis almost three years ago. It was Halloween of 2003 that Molly was too tired to walk to our neighbor's home to get candy. It was then that she appeared bruised and almost battered. In fact, during the trick-or-treating of that year, my friend Patti joked that I was going to get called in to social services for the amount of bruises she saw on Molly. I couldn't believe that Molly didn't want to run along with the other kids and instead, kept asking me to carry her. I am saddened that instead of being compassionate to that, I was annoyed and thought she was "just carrying on". From that point onward, each day Molly seemed to get sicker. She had fevers on and off, a cold that wouldn't quit and eventually, she developed pneumonia. She was pale and worn and it wasn't long before I *knew* in my gut that something was really wrong. Deep down, as crazy as it sounds, I suspected that she had leukemia. When the phone call came on November 10th to confirm that suspicion, I wasn't totally shocked like some of my friends were.
Fast forward to today...three years later. Molly is off-treatment and in the big picture, she is doing really well. There were big plans for Halloween today. Molly's kindergarten class invited the parents in to help out with all kinds of fun Halloween "centers". We were to write our letters and numbers in shaving cream and make "bony" hands out of clear, plastic gloves stuffed with candy corn finger tips and tons of popcorn. We were to make our own skeletons out of Q-tips after reading a funny book about a skeleton who just couldn't get rid of the hiccups. There was the center that we were to grab a bunch of gummy body parts out of a caldron and graph the amount of each part on a chart. And of course, there was the center that we had to stick our hands in mushy spaghetti and seek out hidden spider rings for our fingers. Following this, there was a Halloween carnival that the PTA had put on for the students in the gym and after school, there was of course, trick-or-treating to do.
Well, some of what I wrote about above actually happened but some didn't. Why you ask? Because of the unscheduled, anxiety provoking trip Molly and I took to the hem-onc clinic today. Those of you who "follow" our family know that Molly tends to get some pretty severe nose bleeds. Well, she had a couple over the weekend when we were away in PA at Woodloch Pines (that's a story for another time) and then yesterday, between home and school, she had 6 more. Then, all last night, she was up complaining that her ear hurt. Sorry to be gross (but heck, it *is* Halloween), yellow boogers were coming out of her nose. She said her body hurt and that she didn't feel well. I knew in the middle of the night that she would need to go to the doctor and in all likelihood, the doctor in the case would be her oncologist but I tried to stay optimistic and called my dear friend at 7 am this morning who happens to be our pediatrician. Because she sometimes knows me better than I know myself, she told me to take Molly to the hem-onc clinic. She told me that I wouldn't rest easily until I knew Molly's blood counts and truth be told, she was right.
OK, so now comes the *really* challenging part. How do I take Molly to the hospital to get poked and prodded on Halloween and still let her have some fun? How do I manage the early meeting I have scheduled at work requiring the presence of more than half of a dozen professionals and figure out how to leave that meeting early so I can take Molly to the doctor? Even though the rational, intellectual part of me knew that she was fine with regard to the leukemia, how do I manage the emotional, anxious "mommy" part of me that can't help but remember that 3 years ago, this is kind of how it all started? And how do I do all of this without the help and support of my husband and Molly's dad?
The answer is to all of those questions is that you just do it, even though it's hard. You just have to keep going and try not to look back. So, early this morning, I got dressed and went to work after just a couple of hours of sleep. I had my meeting and explained the situation to the principal who was more than understanding and kind. I left work early and ran to Molly's school, where I let her go for a few hours. Once at school, we did those centers. We couldn't however stay for the yummy snack the class moms baked or the carnival the parents put together. Molly was a trooper though. She barely complained about having to leave and we were off to the hospital where she did in fact get poked and stuck and prodded. She was *not* happy about any of that. I wasn't surprised to find out that her white blood count was elevated because she is fighting both a sinus and ear infection. But I was surprised that her doctor wanted her to have one hefty dose of IV antibiotics before switching over to oral medication for the next 10 days. So, Molly and I spent a few hours at the clinic, where when she wasn't hooked up to the IV, she trick-or-treated. After she was infused, we headed home and made it just in time to get ready to trick-or treat in the neighborhood. This year, there was nothing that was going to stop Molly from joining the other kids. So, on with her costume, on with Billy's and then out the door to go from house to house with lots of friends. Luckily, my mom and dad showed up and by the time they did, Molly was truly wiped out. They took her with them to my brother's for a little bit while Billy forged on to get as much candy as possible (I just want some of those $100,000 Grand Bars and some Junior Mints!) After the trick-or-treating, Billy and the neighborhood kids all had pizza together at a friend's house while I ran to 2 different pharmacies to find Molly's antibiotics that she needs for tomorrow. By the time we all got home, bed couldn't come soon enough for any of us. So why am I up writing this entry at midnight instead of sleeping? Because you can't just turn it all off just because you want to. Because sometimes, the emotion of the day doesn't catch up with you until it's just about over. I guess today was one of those days.
Once again, in the big picture, it was all good. Molly and Billy were able to do most of what they wanted to do. Even though Molly is battling a sinus and ear infection, she's still in remission from leukemia so just about anything else, I can deal with. Molly's so tough that almost nothing gets her down and stops her from doing what she wants to do. We had fun with our friends and family and we all got through another holiday without Roly, which is never easy to do. So again, we are thankful and look forward to another day...but hopefully one with less surprises, more sleep and more stability.
I hope all of you had a great day today. Here are a few pictures from Halloween 2006.
Love, Donna
Thursday, October 12, 2006 10:13 PM CDT Hi everyone,
This is just a really quick note to let you all know that we are doing *fine*! We have a new addition to our family...a 10 week old cockapoo puppy named Buddy and he is just the cutest thing ever! But boy, taking care of him and the kids and working, etc, etc, etc...well, you can imagine it's been really busy.
This weekend I don't have too many things planned so it is my hope to sit down and write a *real* update but for now, here's a couple of pictures I thought you might enjoy!
Buddy...our cutie!
Billy doesn't look too happy, does he?
Molly is thrilled with our puppy too!
Buddy seems to be a fan of Billy's too!
Many, many heartfelt thanks to all of you who continue to check in on us...it is so deeply touching and kind of you all.
With much love, Donna
Sunday, September 24, 2006 8:49 PM CDT Hi everyone,
So, the start of the school year has arrived and overall, it has been going really, really well for us all. Both Billy and Molly truly seem to be happy and secure at their new school. I had the pleasure of attending "Sit in Your Child's Seat Night" for both kids and I have to say, I really like both of the teachers the kids have. I don't want to "jinx" anything but I'm optimistic that this is going to be a good year in school for both Billy and Molly.
As for me, I am adjusting to being back to work on a full-time basis after a three year break. Well...some break! I guess I should say after the last three years during which all of our lives were turned upside down, inside out and backwards after battling Molly's cancer and losing Roly so unexpectedly and tragically. But nonetheless, I am back to work. I am split between two different elementary schools and everyone has been so welcoming and kind. The more I get to know the principals and staff members, the more comfortable I feel. In a way, it's kind of like returning "home" again. One of the schools I am working in was my first placement when I joined the district more than a decade ago. Though almost all the staff has "turned over", the building is familiar and so is the job itself. I was a little worried that I might not be "up to par" after being out and having gone through so much but to be honest, I'm still good at what I do...it's kind of like riding a bike. Some procedures have been updated and In have to adjust the way I do things a little but that is truly no big deal.
The biggest challenge facing me right now is managing our daily lives with 40 hours less per week available to me to do that. All of the things I used to be able to do during the week like haircuts, food shopping, errands, going to the gym, etc. all have to be fit in around the school schedule. I have asked Chelsea, our nanny, to pick up the slack in some areas and she has been great about doing so, especially since the kids are in school during the day. But I still rely on her for help after school and on the weekends from time to time so I can't ask the girl to work 24/7. The kids both have full schedules with regard to extracurricular activities. Billy is playing basketball, bowling on a league and attending Boy Scouts. Molly is taking tap and ballet, piano lessons and she too is bowling on a league. (She just got her own hot pink 6 pound bowling ball...boy, was she thrilled). Of course, everyone still goes to therapy, if that counts as an "extracurricular activity" and I am seeing patients after school at least a few days each week. In order to go to the gym, I have to get up by about 5:30 so I can be at the gym a little before 6, work out for an hour and then come home, shower and get ready for work so I can be out the door by 8:00 am. By the time the weekend comes, we are all ready for some "down" time. I try not to over-schedule us on Saturday and Sunday so that we can just spend time with each other as well as with our family and close friends. This weekend, we had dinner with the Rosenbergs on Friday night. Saturday, I met my friend Christine at the gym and then I took the kids out to lunch and to see a movie, "Everyone's Hero". It was cute...a baseball movie for kids. Then, Billy, Molly and I hung around Borders Books for a while and eventually we went home and hit the sack kind of early. Today, Molly and I went to the gym in the morning (they have babysitting there...Molly loved it because they were showing "The Little Mermaid 2"...her favorite movie...why? you ask....I don't know) and then the kids and I hung around the house until my brother picked us up to watch my niece play soccer. Then we had dinner with my brother's family and now, the kids are in bed so I can finally write an update!
One thing that Molly and I did this week was attend a luncheon in NYC for an amazing fundraising organization, St. Baldrick’s. This group is so totally necessary and wonderful in what they do. Please, when you get a moment, check out their webpage. St. Baldrick’s was started by three guys and one them ironically, was someone I graduated high school with! These men started this organization as a way to raise awareness and money to fund the research needed to CURE childhood cancer. Did you all even know that September is Childhood Cancer Awareness month? (Well, most of *you* probably know that but what about the rest of the lay population? Why isn't pediatric cancer given more coverage in the media?) Well, St. Baldrick's is truly working to bring pediatric cancer to forefront, both in terms of awareness and funding. The group fully funded a research fellow at our hospital this past year and they are doing more and more all of the time. St. Baldrick’s is a whimsical twist on St. Patrick's Day - when brave volunteers agreed to shave their heads bald to raise funds for childhood cancer research. For the past two years, Molly was an honoree at one of the many St. Baldrick’s events that took place. People shaved their heads in her honor and in doing so, helped to raise money to win the battle once and for all. Molly and I were asked to attend the luncheon on Thursday so that we could share with the media what this organization means to us and why it is so crucial to raise funds to support the research needed. I spoke (and Molly interrupted...lol) along with many other doctors, researchers, participants and another parent. It was a great experience. After the event was over, Molly and I headed to the American Girl Place where we met up with our friends, Maryellen and Annie. How could we pass up a chance to visit there when we were only blocks away? Even though Annie just finished getting chemo at NYU, she insisted on going to meet us (a girl after my own Molly's heart!) We had high tea and did a little shopping but mostly made a list for Santa. It was a great day overall...worth taking a day off from work and taking Molly out of school for the day.
So...that's what's been going on over here. Basically, it's been busy, busy and busy (but mostly, in a good way). I didn't forget about finishing the update about the cruise. I just truly haven't had the time to edit the photos, resize them, upload them and write the html code needed so that you all can see them but I give you my word...I'm working on it (lol)!
Once again, I thank each and every one of you that takes the time to check in on us, leaves us a message, thinks or prays for us and much more. You are amazing and we are always grateful. I also wanted to leave a link for our little friend, Russell's caringbridge page. He is going through so much now and so is his family. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers. He is one very special little boy.
With love and wishes for a good week for you all, Donna
Thursday, September 7, 2006 9:50 PM CDT Hello everyone,
Before I continue to tell you about our vacation, let me tell you a bit about our first day back to school. Yesterday was quite a day in the Guarton household. Molly began *regular* kindergarten and I am just so truly thrilled that she is healthy and able to go to school with the kids from the neighborhood. She woke up and shared that she was nervous but it was an excited type of nervousness. She had picked out her outfit the night before but got toothpaste all over it when she brushed her teeth. So after some "discussion" about a new outfit (gotta love little girls and their ideas about what is appropriate to wear to school) and a quick change, Molly was ready to go to school. When we arrived at school, Molly's teacher greeted us and her classmates. Her teacher seems like a gem. Molly led the line as they walked into the building and off she went with her Minnie Mouse backpack, a wave and a smile. Once she was out of sight, I couldn't help but cry. So many mixed emotions wrapped up in those tears. Joy, relief, pride as well as such deep sorrow that Roly could not have been by my side to witness this milestone.
Molly and Billy at home before the 1st day of school.
Molly with her backpack before school began.
For Billy, yesterday was a big day too. He attended the same small, loving, wonderful private school from preschool through the end of last year. This year though, we decided it was time to join the neighborhood kids and give the local public school a whirl. Like his sister, Billy was nervous a bit too but also excited. He allowed me to take a few pictures but complained profusely about it in between shots. Once we arrived at the school, Billy didn't want me to stick around, for fear that I, along with my camera, might embarrass him! He walked right up to some kids, introduced himself and asked who their teachers were. He just fit in so beautifully...in such an easy, relaxed way. I couldn't have been prouder. He came home all smiles and told me that he just loves his teacher. I am so hopeful that this will be a good year for Billy.
Billy before the start of school
Well, it was not only back to school for the kids but for me too! This week, I returned to my full-time job as a psychologist in one of the local school districts. After being on leave for three years, I sure didn't want to go back..at least on a full-time basis but it was either do that or resign. I'm just not ready to resign now. I think I'm as bad as the kids when it comes to not wanting summer to end. I have been placed in two really lovely elementary schools and am splitting my time between both. The faculty and administrators have been great and I'm sure once I get myself acclimated, it will be fine but right now, it all feels so overwhelming. It's so hard to manage everything it takes to run a household while working full-time and being the only parent. In addition to my school job, I am seeing a few clients in my private practice, which is something that I love to do but again, it's hard to manage with regard to finding the time. We are still trying to get the schedule of extracurricular activities down and I think it will take a couple of weeks before we get into some kind of a good routine.
I have to share one funny story about the start of school. After Molly got home yesterday, she decided to throw herself a party to celebrate her first day of kindergarten. She got our nanny Chelsea to make her the most beautiful cupcakes and Molly made some decorations and invitations. (Of course on such short notice, the guests consisted of me, Billy, Chelsea and my parents!) She sent me to the party store for streamers and balloons, which I of course, bought. We had to sing "Happy 1st Day of Kindergarten to you" and then had to endure some party games with Molly's stuffed animals. She was tickled pink with herself. She actually said out loud..."At this party, I'm the boss. I'm in control and I get to make the decisions". God bless her kindergarten teacher. For all of our praying friends, please remember to keep Mrs. Notti in your prayers. Please pray that she has the patience of a saint...she's going to need it with Molly!
Cupcakes for the "party".
The party girl herself!
Billy and Molly at her "1st Day of Kindergarten" Party
On a much more serious note, I am sad to share that one of our very good friends from the Morgan Center relapsed this past week. Russell and Molly started school together and became fast friends. Russell's parents are the nicest people and are heartbroken over this news. Like Molly, Russell was also treated for ALL. It's so hard to go through treatment for so long and then to start all over again, this time more knowledgeable about things you don't want to be knowledgeable about as well as more scared. Russell's mom will be starting a Caringbridge page for him but hasn't done so yet. Please, keep this beautiful family in your prayers at this very difficult time.
Thank you all so much for continuing to check in on us and for sharing such wonderful entries in our guestbook. You are all so special to us and we truly appreciate your kindness and support.
I'll get to more about the cruise in the next entry.
With love, Donna
Thursday, August 31, 2006 8:16 AM CDT Well, hello everyone!
We are back from our vacation and I must say...it was truly a *wonderful* getaway. We left for Florida on a Thursday and checked in to Disney's Beach Club Resort for 2 nights where we met up with two of the families we traveled with, our dear friends the Rosenbergs and Fredericks. What a beautiful hotel the Beach Club is! The pool was the nicest pool we have had the pleasure of swimming in at a resort. It had a sand bottom, which was kind of cool. There was a terrific water slide, that we all went down numerous times. There were a few hot tubs, a "lazy river" and a great play area with sand and shallow water for the young kids. The hotel is located within walking distance to Epcot and there is a great boardwalk with restaurants, shops and carnival games. We loved the hotel so much that we didn't even bother going into the theme parks! Instead, we just relaxed and played and got ready for our cruise. Somehow we got upgraded to the concierge level in the hotel and that was an extra treat. But the best treat of all was that Roly's sister Vicky, and my nieces Megan and Gabby came to visit us in Orlando. Billy and Molly were so happy to see their cousins and it was great to see Vicky and spend some time with her. Here are some pictures from the hotel: (For those of you on dial-up, sorry for the time it will take to load this page!)
Billy in the pool
Molly showing off
The Lazy River
The kids and me eating ice cream...yum!
Billy and Minnie...at a character breakfast at the hotel
Gabby and Molly at the breakfast
On Friday, Vicky and the kids headed back home because Megan had to work. The rest of our group headed to Fort Wilderness, another Disney resort where we went to a dinner show called the "Hoop Dee Doo Review". It was a great Western show with lots of singing and comedy. Both Billy and our friend Joe got called up on stage to participate in the show. That was hilarious. Both "boys" did a fabulous job! Unfortunately, my video camera broke right when they were on stage but at least I have still pictures. Here are some shots from that evening:
The gang outside the Hoop Dee Doo Review
Cowgirl Molly!
Don't mess with Billy!
Billy in the show! He was terrific!
On Saturday, we checked out of the hotel and headed to Port Canaveral. Our friends arranged for a super-stretch Hummer limo to take us all to the Port. That was the craziest car we ever rode in! It had a huge TV screen and enough room for all of the kids to lay down and watch a movie while we traveled. I decided to stop off at an outlet store and get a new video camera before we went on the cruise. Can you imagine what it was like negotiating for a "good price" on the camera as we pulled up in this Hummer limo?! That was interesting! Still, I really wanted to video the trip so we could remember the fun. One of the things that gives me comfort and I'm sure will be treasured by the kids in the years to come is all of the video we have of Roly. Billy and Molly will still be able to hear his voice when they need to...they will be able to see him joking and in action. To me, that is priceless. Here are a couple of pictures from the ride to the Port.
Kids in the limo
Billy and me in the limo
Well, I have lots more to tell you all but not enough time now to do it so I truly promise...within a day or two...I'll put "Part II" of our trip up on the page. It was a blast.
Thanks to everyone for checking in! Speak to you all again very soon.
Love, Donna
Wednesday, August 16, 2006 10:56 PM CDT Hi there everyone,
Boy, it's (once again!) been too long since I've updated. We have really been enjoying the summer and are sad that it is coming to an end. But for us, it is going to go out with a bang! In a few hours, we are headed to Florida to go on a Disney Cruise! We are celebrating Molly's completion of chemo and we are thrilled to be able to do it! Molly is doing *so well*, thank God. She is getting stronger and growing bigger by the day. This trip was planned before Roly's death...it is very, very bittersweet for us. I know that he would want us to keep these plans so that is what I am doing. The kids are so looking forward to it.
When we get back...truly, I promise to update with lots of pictures and stories.
Thank you, thank you and thank you again to *everyone* who cares so deeply and continues to check in on all of us.
We hope you have a great couple of weeks...talk to you all when we return from the trip.
With love, Donna
Thursday, August 31, 2006 8:06 AM CDT Well, hello everyone!
We are back from our vacation and I must say...it was truly a *wonderful* getaway. We left for Florida on a Thursday and checked in to Disney's Beach Club Resort for 2 nights where we met up with two of the families we traveled with, our dear friends the Rosenbergs and Fredericks. What a beautiful hotel the Beach Club is! The pool was the nicest pool we have had the pleasure of swimming in at a resort. It had a sand bottom, which was kind of cool. There was a terrific water slide, that we all went down numerous times. There were a few hot tubs, a "lazy river" and a great play area with sand and shallow water for the young kids. The hotel is located within walking distance to Epcot and there is a great boardwalk with restaurants, shops and carnival games. We loved the hotel so much that we didn't even bother going into the theme parks! Instead, we just relaxed and played and got ready for our cruise. Somehow we got upgraded to the concierge level in the hotel and that was an extra treat. But the best treat of all was that Roly's sister Vicky, and my nieces Megan and Gabby came to visit us in Orlando. Billy and Molly were so happy to see their cousins and it was great to see Vicky and spend some time with her. Here are some pictures from the hotel: (For those of you on dial-up, sorry for the time it will take to load this page!)
Billy in the pool
Molly showing off
The Lazy River
The kids and me eating ice cream...yum!
Billy and Minnie...at a character breakfast at the hotel
Gabby and Molly at the breakfast
On Friday, Vicky and the kids headed back home because Megan had to work. The rest of our group headed to Fort Wilderness, another Disney resort where we went to a dinner show called the "Hoop Dee Doo Review". It was a great Western show with lots of singing and comedy. Both Billy and our friend Joe got called up on stage to participate in the show. That was hilarious. Both "boys" did a fabulous job! Unfortunately, my video camera broke right when they were on stage but at least I have still pictures. Here are some shots from that evening:
The gang outside the Hoop Dee Doo Review
Cowgirl Molly!
Don't mess with Billy!
Billy in the show! He was terrific!
On Saturday, we checked out of the hotel and headed to Port Canaveral. Our friends arranged for a super-stretch Hummer limo to take us all to the Port. That was the craziest car we ever rode in! It had a huge TV screen and enough room for all of the kids to lay down and watch a movie while we traveled. I decided to stop off at an outlet store and get a new video camera before we went on the cruise. Can you imagine what it was like negotiating for a "good price" on the camera as we pulled up in this Hummer limo?! That was interesting! Still, I really wanted to video the trip so we could remember the fun. One of the things that gives me comfort and I'm sure will be treasured by the kids in the years to come is all of the video we have of Roly. Billy and Molly will still be able to hear his voice when they need to...they will be able to see him joking and in action. To me, that is priceless. Here are a couple of pictures from the ride to the Port.
Kids in the limo
Billy and me in the limo
Well, I have lots more to tell you all but not enough time now to do it so I truly promise...within a day or two...I'll put "Part II" of our trip up on the page. It was a blast.
Thanks to everyone for checking in! Speak to you all again very soon.
Love, Donna
Wednesday, August 16, 2006 10:56 PM CDT Hi there everyone,
Boy, it's (once again!) been too long since I've updated. We have really been enjoying the summer and are sad that it is coming to an end. But for us, it is going to go out with a bang! In a few hours, we are headed to Florida to go on a Disney Cruise! We are celebrating Molly's completion of chemo and we are thrilled to be able to do it! Molly is doing *so well*, thank God. She is getting stronger and growing bigger by the day. This trip was planned before Roly's death...it is very, very bittersweet for us. I know that he would want us to keep these plans so that is what I am doing. The kids are so looking forward to it.
When we get back...truly, I promise to update with lots of pictures and stories.
Thank you, thank you and thank you again to *everyone* who cares so deeply and continues to check in on all of us.
We hope you have a great couple of weeks...talk to you all when we return from the trip.
With love, Donna
Wednesday, August 16, 2006 10:56 PM CDT Hi there everyone,
Boy, it's (once again!) been too long since I've updated. We have really been enjoying the summer and are sad that it is coming to an end. But for us, it is going to go out with a bang! In a few hours, we are headed to Florida to go on a Disney Cruise! We are celebrating Molly's completion of chemo and we are thrilled to be able to do it! Molly is doing *so well*, thank God. She is getting stronger and growing bigger by the day. This trip was planned before Roly's death...it is very, very bittersweet for us. I know that he would want us to keep these plans so that is what I am doing. The kids are so looking forward to it.
When we get back...truly, I promise to update with lots of pictures and stories.
Thank you, thank you and thank you again to *everyone* who cares so deeply and continues to check in on all of us.
We hope you have a great couple of weeks...talk to you all when we return from the trip.
With love, Donna
Wednesday, July 19, 2006 10:33 PM CDT Hello everyone,
I hope this update finds you all doing well. Here in Long Island, the last few days have been wickedly hot. Today it finally cooled off after quite the thunderstorm last night. We have had much more rain this summer than we would have hoped for but perhaps better days are ahead. Judging by the forecast though, I don't want to get my hopes up! All of the rain we have had has not been good for us because our newly finished basement keeps flooding! It seems that the foundation has a pretty significant crack in it and when it rains really hard (which it has been doing a lot), water literally pours in through the crack at such a rate that well...lets just say the "wet-vac" and I have become good friends. I have found someone to repair the crack, which means digging down to the base of the foundation of the house, filling the crack, placing tar and tar paper and sealing it somehow. However, the repair man can't come for another week or so. Keep your fingers crossed that we don't get too many more strong rain storms!
As for other happenings, I have to say that things have been relatively calm this summer. We have been busy but we have not been running around trying to do everything. Last summer I tried so hard to keep things "normal" (despite the fact that life was and still isn't anywhere near "normal"). I didn't want the kids to miss a beat. Somehow I thought that because they lost their dad, they shouldn't lose anything else...they shouldn't "miss out" on invitations to do things and activities. I don't know how but somehow I managed to keep the busy pace Roly and I had set together...the pace that was intended for two parents to manage, not one. At least I managed to do that for a good while but after a year, I have to be honest and tell you that I just can't do that on my own anymore. I became too tired and just too worn out. I have really had to re-think many things and have been re-prioritizing and making difficult choices. We have had to say "no" to many invitations and I hate disappointing those people who care enough to reach out to us, to include us in events and activities. But I also know that there is no way to keep going and going without totally burning out. So, we are taking things at a slower pace but even our slower pace is probably pretty busy for lots of other people (lol).
Lots of our weekends are spent down at the beach...that is when it's not raining! I truly love the beach club. It's been great to relax and spend time with our really good friends. Molly has been swimming up a storm and Billy has been a little entrepreneur. He has saved the candy he has gotten from party goodie bags and other places and "sells" it at his own "candy stand" at the end of our cabana row. Whatever keeps him happy!
In addition to the beach, we have been swimming a bunch in our own pool. Molly does full flips off the diving board and she is able to swim by herself, without "floaties" in the deep end! Billy has been having tons of fun with these water canons our friend Maryellen brought over.
Both kids continue to enjoy camp so much. Billy has been going on great trips and Molly seems to be making lots of new friends. I'm so happy that they are having such fun. When they are not home, I've been going to gym with my friends and continuing on with "Mission Organization" at home. I have to say...thanks to my friend Maryellen, the house is getting there! She is the queen of smart, creative ways to store things. In addition, I have really been throwing out or donating lots of things we really don't use. Boy, it's amazing how much excess "junk" can build up over the years!
A couple of weeks ago, my dear friend Lisa and her family came from Rochester to visit Long Island. We were invited to Lisa's brother's house for a barbeque and we all had a wonderful time. Here is a picture of Molly and her buddy, Caroline (Lisa's daughter). Lisa, my kids can't wait to see you all again...hopefully sooner rather than later. Oh, and Happy Birthday in a couple of days! Hope it's a great one.
Molly and Caroline relaxing on the hammock.
Another exciting thing that we did recently was go to a Long Island Ducks (baseball) game with Molly's preschool, the Morgan Center. We go every year and it's always a total blast, as the school is usually granted a sky box to view the game from. But this year was *EXTRA SPECIAL*! Billy was chosen to throw out the first pitch of the game! Molly's amazing and wonderful teacher, Miss Nancy, selected Billy to represent the school because she knew it would mean the world to him and to honor Molly for just completing her chemotherapy. Billy was announced and his name was up in lights on the scoreboard. He was so very happy and thrilled to be granted this honor. Here's a couple of pictures of that day:
Billy throwing out the first pitch of the game!
Molly and Billy with Morgan (for whom the Morgan Center is named) and her big brother Trevor.
The kids and me following the Ducks game.
Another fun thing we did recently was to celebrate my dad's birthday. I think there is nothing my dad loves more than his grandchildren so he was really thrilled to eat dinner with them at my brother's house and then share some of that great birthday cake. Here's a picture of all of the grandchildren with my dad:
Grandpa and the kids
Grandma and all of the girls watching TV in Aunt Ro and Uncle Van's big bed!
Well, I guess it wouldn't be fair to leave out this last great thing we did...Billy, Molly and I went with a bunch of our good friends to see the American Idol Concert! The kids had such a great time! It was Molly's first *real* concert and she loved it! She was screaming like a teenager, especially for Elliot, whom she affectionately refers to as "Elfie", because she thinks he looks a bit like an elf. She also screamed her head off for Mandisa, a favorite of all of us. Billy had a great time too because he got to sit away from all of the screaming girls with one of his best buddies, Matthew. We couldn't get all of our seats together so Billy and Matthew sat with Matthew's mom in an area away from us. It was a really, really fun night.
Here are the girls holding up their adorable signs!
Molly and Melanie having fun at the concert! (Many thanks to Melanie's sister, Jenna, for making Molly the Mandisa sign! She loved it!)
Billy and Matthew at the concert, with eyes just shot from all of the chlorine in the pool along with sun!
Well, I'll end this update off on the best note possible by telling you all that Molly continues to do so well medically. Her recent check-up was fine...her counts were all good and she is feeling and acting just like a "normal" kid. We are *still* waiting for her to be re-fitted for her leg braces to help with the toe walking, as the first pair was causing blisters and pain. But truly, after battling cancer, it's no big deal. We'll wait and she'll get them eventually. And if she walks on her toes more than she should...well then maybe she'll just be a ballerina!
I have to thank each and every one of you who care enough to continue to check on our family. You are amazing. I'm so touched by the guestbook entries, even when I haven't had the chance to update for a while. We all so appreciate your kindness, support, love and prayers. Thank you all so much. I want to give a special thank you to Mrs. Pam, who never forgets my kids and to Katherine and Kathy...two amazing people who bless Molly with the most beautiful hand made cards. We so appreciate everything.
Hope you continue to enjoy your summer!
Love, Donna
Sunday, July 2, 2006 11:37 PM CDT Hello again and Happy Summer to Everyone,
I can't believe that the 4th of July is already upon us! Summer is our favorite season and we are so thrilled that it has arrived but boy, is it ever going fast!
As usual, we have been busy...but not in a frenzied, crazy kind of way. Both Billy and Molly started camp and they are soooo happy about it. Billy is going every day for full days while Molly is going three "mini-days". They both take their own bus and I can't believe it but Molly got on the first day and was all smiles. It is the first time that she has been "on her own", away from me, my family or Chelsea for long chunks of the day. When I asked how her first day was she told me, "Not as great as I thought it would be...because I was missing you" but truthfully, she really enjoys being around so many kids and doing lots of fun activities. Each day, the kids swim in the camp's pool. They make terrific treats to eat in "Incredible Edibles" and have been busy with all sorts of sports and arts and crafts. Billy, being older, gets to go off the camp grounds for day trips to places like an amusement park, laser tag, bowling, rock climbing and more. Camp is truly the highlight of his summer, though we are planning on taking a wonderful vacation before school starts. We will be going on a Disney Cruise with our good friends and that promises to be a blast.
Billy getting on the bus for camp
Molly isn't too excited, now is she?
On the bus, ready to go!
When the kids are at camp, I am busy at home trying to get organized and tending to things that need attention. I will be returning to my job as a school psychologist in the fall and it will be a full-time position. I'm a bit nervous about working full-time and managing the kids and the house and everything but Chelsea is staying on to help out and my parents are always a tremendous source of support to all of us. I also joined a local gym with some of my girlfriends and have actually been going at least 3 times a week. That has been fun and a good outlet for lots of different emotions. It's the first time in my life that I can honestly say that I really enjoy "working out".
On the weekends, we have been going to the beach as much as possible. We have really been enjoying our cabana and all of the activity that goes on there. We have a great location, right near the pool and playground, as well as the concession stand and bathrooms. We are making some new friends and have been visiting with other families that we know who also have cabanas at the same beach. Yesterday, we spent the entire day down at the beach and watched the fireworks at night. Overall, it was a great day. The kids were worn out by the time they got home so today, we just hung around our house and enjoyed our own pool in the backyard. A couple of our good friends came over and we had a nice, relaxing day. We'll probably head back to the beach for the 4th, that is if the weather is good. Let's hope so.
Miss Molly continues to do well medically. She looks terrific...and despite all of the sunscreen I put on, she is developing quite the tan. She could model for Coppertone soon! In fact, all of us tan quickly...it must be that combination of Mediterranean and Latin blood! Molly is feeling well and is acting just like a "regular" kid. There is nothing that brings me more joy than having her well enough to do all of the things 5-year-olds should do. Her next check-up is next week and I'll let you all know how it goes.
Molly also had her first sleep over...at Grandma's house! She was so excited to spend the night with my parents and she made it without too many tears. Just a few when I called to check on her and at bedtime. But my mom was able to soothe her at night and my dad cooked her his famous eggs in the morning so it turned out to be a great experience...for us all. Billy didn't want to go so we spent some special time at home, just the two of us. I think he truly loves when he gets all of the attention and after all, who could blame him!
As for me, I'm doing OK. This is a bit of a difficult week for me, as my wedding anniversary is on the 6th of July. Roly and I would have been married 15 years this week. Things like this still break my heart. People say that time heals and perhaps it does but as for now, the pain from the loss is still so deep and real.
To those of you who watched the documentary, "A Lion in the House", thanks for watching. It was a difficult program to get through because it is all so tough to see and even harder to live. It gives a glimpse into what life with childhood cancer is like, especially when complications and relapses occur. Please continue to remember all of the sweet kids who are fighting for their lives. Your good thoughts and prayers are so appreciated. Please, especially remember Kendall, Hunter, Cameron, Baby Donovan, and Keegan.
Hope you are all enjoying the summer!
Happy Birthday America!
Love, Donna
Tuesday, June 20, 2006 4:24 PM CDT Hi everyone, Again a long gap in between updates...and again, my apologies for that. Things here in New York are going along fine. Both kids finished school and their graduation/moving up ceremonies were emotional and beautiful. For Billy, he is leaving the comfort of one the best independent schools that I know of and will be entering our local public school. I've made the decision to change because his prior school, though awesome, is just so small that it has started to become a social hindrance rather than a support. Billy is anxious about the change, as I am too but we both know that if he is unhappy in public school, he can always return to his old school. His moving up ceremony was so special...the kids sang a few songs, some touching speeches were made and we got to spend some time with incredible friends and faculty. I'm sure we'll be back to visit in the future.
For Miss Molly, she "graduated" from The Morgan Center, which is a special preschool for children with cancer. The Morgan Center has been our safe-haven through all of the insanity that has taken place over the past couple of years. It has been comforting, supportive and a place where Molly could escape cancer and just be a kid in preschool. We have made some awesome friends there and I'm sure those relationships will continue. Molly's graduation was a day of very mixed emotions...I was thrilled to see her no longer needing such a school but also sad because it is such a special place and we will miss it so much. Of course, at both Billy's and Molly's ceremonies, Roly's absence stung so much. How he would have loved to have been witness to these milestone events. I just hate that everything is always "bittersweet" and that all of us can't just experience joy without other tough emotions tugging at our hearts. Father's Day on Sunday was difficult here, as I'm sure you can imagine. The kids both wanted to go to the cemetery, so we did that. Billy carried the vase and filled it with water and Molly arranged the flowers we brought for her dad. The children felt the need to "do something" for Roly and it broke my heart that this is what they could do. They should have been at home wrestling with him and making him an awful breakfast that he would have raved about. Life is truly unfair sometimes. After the cemetery, we headed to the beach club and met up with our friends. Weather wise, it was a beautiful day and the kids really enjoyed the ocean and sand. Later, we went to my brother Van's for dinner and spent some time with my dad. Though the day turned out OK, it was tough overall. I am making a concerted effort to slow down this summer because I am going to burn out if I keep going the way I have been. I'm sure the summer will still be very busy but relaxing and just enjoying some time at home are on the agenda as well. I will be returning to work full time in the fall so this summer, I have a few tasks at home that I want to accomplish before that...like clean out the crawl space and organize closets...you know, the fun stuff! It's kind of overwhelming when I look at how much junk needs to be sorted through. One of my friends is a real "organizer" and she's offered to give me a hand so between her expertise and some hard work, I think we'll get it done. On the medical front, I am THRILLED to tell you that Molly is doing really well. At her last check up, her counts were all PERFECT! Even her immune function is recovering and I am just so grateful and happy about that. She still gets an IV antibiotic, Pentamidine, once a month prophylacticlly to protect her from pneumonia and other related illnesses. Since she no longer has a mediport, she now gets IV medication peripherally and she handled the IV in her hand like a real trooper! She is one tough cookie and I am so proud of her...both of the kids actually, as they are such resilient youngsters. She is growing and looking healthy and strong. The scar on her chest where her mediport was is unfortunately getting very thick and raised. Though it's not a medical problem per se, cosmetically it doesn't look great and Molly seems to be becoming a bit sensitive about that. I'm hoping that something can be done so that it shrinks and isn't so prominent. As for Molly's leg braces, we got them but they were causing blisters on the outside of her little toes and they were digging in too much to her calf muscles. So, we went back to the orthopedic place today and the person who took care of her today said he wanted to just remake the braces rather than adjust them. Hopefully, they will be ready by the end of the month. These braces are needed because Molly's heel cord muscles are too short and she is walking only on her tippy toes. She needs to wear the braces at night so that the muscles stretch and so she can get her foot flat on the floor more easily. Once the muscles stretch, she will probably need physically therapy to acquire the skills she is lacking now but compared to battling childhood cancer, this is a walk in the park.
Speaking of childhood cancer, I wanted to make you all aware that there is a special documentary about this very topic called "A Lion in the House" airing on PBS tomorrow and Thursday (6/21 and 6/22). It is a two part series and it has gotten excellent reviews. My friend Lauren described the documentary in the following way on her son, Fergus' webpage and she did it so well, that I am plagiarizing! (Thanks Lauren). "A Lion in the House" follows five families affected by childhood cancer. Three of the children have leukemia. There are cures, relapses, and even deaths in this movie, I believe. It will be painful and sad at times, as it should be. But I expect you will also see laughter and hope and even joy. Children with cancer are children first, and they find ways to continue living even as their bodies fail them. It feels important to me that many people see this movie, from the general need to make public the faces of childhood cancer". I have shared much of the last 2 1/2 years on this website, but I suspect this movie will share more--more of what Molly has experienced, and more of what we haven't experienced but often fear. So, if you can bear it, please watch this movie, for Molly, for me, for all the families who can't just turn the TV off and walk away. To find out more and check your local PBS broadcast schedule on the extensive companion Web site:A Lion in the House. I hope all of you are doing well and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your continued love, support, messages and prayers. I have said it before but I will say it again, the Caringbridge Community is absolutely awesome. With Love, Donna
P.S. I will try to get some new pictures up soon...I wish I could figure out a really fast way to do that!
Sunday, June 4, 2006 10:57 PM CDT Hi everyone, I know there has been a big gap in between updates and I'm sorry if I caused anyone to worry...we are all fine. Just busy, busy and busy! The last few weeks have been filled with activities. This week, both Billy and Molly finish school. There are lots of "year end" things to do. After that, it should calm down a little and I'll be able to fill you in our many activities. I have taken lots of pictures and will post them when I get a chance. It just takes time to edit the photos, resize them and upload them to a hosting site so that I can post them on caringbridge...but I promise, I'll get to it in the next week or so! Here's the "cliff note" version of what's been going on... Billy has been playing baseball at least a couple of times each week. He just had his "moving up" ceremony for Boy Scouts and is now a "Webelos". He marched in the Memorial Day parade in town and carried the American flag for quite a while...he did a great job. Molly had been rehearsing quite a bit for her dance recital which was yesterday. She did great! I wish there was a way to upload video because you would get a real kick out of seeing her! She has been to a bunch of birthday parties and has really been enjoying the warm weather. She has also had a lots of play dates and it is really great to see her acting like a "regular" kid. She will be seen at the clinic on Tuesday for her monthly check up. Of course, even though I know that everything is likely to be fine, as the day approaches my stomach is in a knot. I just want to hear that all is well and that we don't have to go back for another month. Keep your fingers crossed, OK? As a family, we have been busy with activities too. We got a cabana down at one of the south shore beaches so we have been shopping for the things we need and have been getting set up for summer. This weekend it rained a lot so we didn't go but last weekend we really enjoyed some time down there. We have lots of friends that have cabanas near by and there are tons of kids to play with so when Billy and Molly are not in day camp, they will have lots of friends at the beach. In addition to getting ready for the summer, we have been to our friend's First Holy Communion Party, another friend's baby shower and another friend's Christening. It has just been a crazy time but fun filled too. I have been working a bit too back in my school district doing some per diem testing so that has been time consuming as well.
I have to thank all of you who continue to check on us and care so much. It truly means a great deal. Hope you all have a calmer week than the one we're about to have (lol). Take Care!! Love,
Donna PS. Many thanks to those of you who continue to send the kids little surprises in the mail...they so enjoy getting their own mail! We especially want to thank Katherine and Kathy who still send Molly so many beautiful cards, Brenda for all of the great stickers she finds and Mrs. Pam who always has some adorable craft activity that the kids can't wait to get their hands on. You guys are amazing...all of you.
Friday, May 19, 2006 11:07 PM CDT Hi everyone,
We have had a pretty typical week...and around here, that means a week filled with lots of activities as well as lots of emotional "ups" and "downs". On the positive side, Mother's Day turned out to be really nice. Both Billy and Molly were well behaved (thanks guys!) and we got to spend some really nice "quality" time together. We had fun at my brother's house and the kids were excited to give me a gift they shopped for with my mom and dad. In addition to their great homemade presents, somehow they convinced my parents to "help them" buy me an iPod. I have to say, though the muffins Billy made me and the photo key chain Molly decorated were more than enough, this iPod is really fun. I'm figuring out how to download music and transfer songs from my favorite CDs. By the time summer rolls around, I should be all set with great playlists for the beach!
Billy and Molly have been busy with their extracurricular activities. Molly's dance recital is in the beginning of June so she has been practicing and getting very excited for it. She is in two numbers. One is an adorable tap dance with a group of little girls around her age. The other is a jazz number with just her friend Morgan, who is a few years older than Molly. Morgan has the dance mastered and while Molly knows the steps, whether she does them correctly seems more dependent on her mood and energy level than on her skills. Let's hope that the day of the recital, she is in the *right* mood to perform! Either way, it's bound to be so cute and even more special because both Molly and Morgan are cancer survivors. To see them together on the stage will be so touching...I know I'll need to bring tissues, not only for me but Morgan's parents too!
Molly has been feeling well. This is the longest we have gone in 2 1/2 years without going to the clinic. (Now I hope I didn't jinx it!) She saw the dermatologist earlier this week and the rash she had around her mouth is gone. Unfortunately though, he also looked at her scar from her port removal surgery and that is getting very thick. We are hoping that it doesn't turn into a keyloid (sp?) She will wear some type of scar reducing bandaid for 24 hours a day for a few months and then the doctor will recheck that. Also, on Tuesday, Molly will be seeing the person who will be making the nighttime leg braces she will need to wear to lengthen her heel cords. That should help her with the toe walking, as long as she tolerates the braces. Please pray that she is able to wear them and that they help her with this issue.
As for Billy, it's been all about baseball. He really loves to play and I think he loves being with his teammates just as much. He has great coaches and the parents I have met have been really lovely. It's nice to know that he'll be in school next year with some of these boys. Tonight, Billy is sleeping over at his school. Each year, his school hosts a slumber party known as "Prime Time". The purpose of this night is to help instill a love of reading and to show the kids that they can have lots of fun during "prime time" *without* being glued to the television. The kids and parents bring books and there are designated "reading periods", where the kids sprawl out together on mats and cushions while they read as they listen to classical music. Then there is entertainment of some sort. Tonight, they had a singer/songwriter and her husband perform lots of fun, silly songs. The kids got to participate and sing along and they loved it. Then they go to their assigned classrooms where they set up their sleeping bags and hear stories and play games. The kids love this night soooo much that Billy and his friends passed up tickets to the Yankee/Met game tonight! (As it turns out, the Yanks lost tonight so for Billy, the decision to miss that game was a good one!) Some of the parents sleep over (well, they really don't get much sleep) and help supervise. That is something Roly always did with Billy so I know he is missing him especially tonight. Last year, our good friend Randy was in town and he joined Billy with his son Matthew so Billy felt less alone. This year, I offered to sleep over but Billy said he could do it on his own and I wanted him to feel secure in himself so I agreed. I went and stayed until it was bedtime and then came home. He was doing fine, though he called a little while ago to say that he was missing me but that he wanted to stick it out. I think he'll get through it just fine though I know this is a little bit of a challenge for him. Luckily for him (but not me), pick up time is 7 AM...I know, isn't that cruel? Actually, it is OK because he has a baseball game at 9:00 AM. I just hope he is rested enough to focus and play!
As for me, this has been a very tough week emotionally. I am engaged in some legal proceedings surrounding Roly's death and I needed to gather papers for the attorneys. I needed to copy everything from birth certificates to our marriage certificate to the autopsy report and death certificate. Somehow, looking at all of those documents triggered so much emotion. Like how can someone's life be reduced to pieces of paper? It all seems so wrong. Not long ago I finished reading the book, "The Year of Magical Thinking" by Joan Didion, which is her memoir of the year following her beloved husband's sudden death. She spoke about how it is so hard to accept that someone you love so deeply and share your life with is really gone, in a matter of seconds. She spoke of how it was hard to pack up his favorite shoes because he might need them when he got home. Of course, she had the intellectual understanding that her husband was not coming back but emotionally, she still expected him to come through the door. Well, the last year has been very much like that in many ways for me. I certainly know in my rational mind that Roly is not coming home but emotionally, well that is a different story. Seeing those papers earlier in the week was like a devastating kick in the gut. I just couldn't believe that his name was on a death certificate. And it hit me...he is *really* not coming home. And I am just so damn sad and angry about that. I hear from so many people all of the time..."Wow, you look great...you're doing so well" and in many ways, that is true. We are *all* doing well, that is, as well as you could do under these circumstances. But we are all still struggling to wrap our minds around this tragedy. I guess for me, I am dealing with my emotions a bit more now because Molly's medical needs are not as frightening or demanding or time-consuming. Now I have time to think and breathe a little...and that is both good and bad. Well, not exactly bad, but difficult because my mind goes to places that are so sad and painful. But thanks to so many people, many of whom I have not even met but through this web page, I know I will get through this and so will the kids. Thank you all for your continued love, support and prayers. It means so much.
Well, I'm off to bed...after all, I need to be at Billy's school bright and early...yes, 7 AM! Wish me luck! And keep your fingers crossed that Billy is able to stay awake and play well at his game. It is so important to him.
Hope you all have a great week.
Love, Donna
Wednesday, May 17, 2006 6:16 AM CDT Hi there,
I'll do a "real" update soon....I just wanted to say that the search for a copy of the season finale of Grey's Anatomy is off....one of you amazing readers came through!! I knew one of you guys would do it! Thank you all! Especially, thank you Claire! Now, I can see for myself how things turned out (lol)!
Hope you all have a great day.
Love, Donna
Monday, May 15, 2006 Hi everyone...
I have a completely off-topic (and kind of silly) request for anyone else who really enjoys the show "Grey's Anatomy" as much as I do...
So of course, tonight was the season finale and I did not watch it in "real time" because I hate sitting through the commercials. But...little did I know that our DVR ran out of room and did not record the last 15 minutes! I know what happened but geez, I would have liked to have watched it for myself (lol). So...for those of you who have it recorded, would one of you be so kind as to make a copy of the last episode and send it to me (VHS, DVD, whatever)?? I'll gladly pay for whatever it costs, shipping, etc...
Well, I thought I'd give it a shot. I'm hoping someone can come through!!!
Thanks so much!! I have a good feeling...
Love, Donna
Sunday, May 14, 2006 11:53 AM CDT
Hi everyone,
I tried to update last night but something happened with caringbridge and the update got lost. So, here's a 2nd try!
First, I want to wish all the moms who read this page, a very heartfelt, Happy Mother's Day. Like everything else, this day is truly bittersweet for me as I imagine it to be for lots of moms out there. It goes without really saying, that I wish I was celebrating this day not only with my children (the two best gifts Roly ever gave me) but with Roly himself too. It just still seems so wrong that he has died and is not with us in the way that we want him to be. But today, I am reminded that he *does* live on in a very real, tangible way through the children. I can see him in their eyes or the way they smile but most of all, I can see him in their hearts because overall, even though I complain from time to time, they are really compassionate, loving, kind-hearted, giving individuals just like their dad. I am so blessed to be Billy's and Molly's mom and I will always be grateful to my husband for giving me the greatest joy I have known, for giving me these awesome individuals to love, nurture and guide as they become who they want to be.
Both Billy and Molly have been very cute this weekend. When I picked Billy up from school on Friday, he immediately gave me the Mother's Day gift he made me. I asked him if he wanted to wait until today but he said no, the teacher told them to make sure to give these gifts that day. So, as I opened the aqua tissue paper the gift was wrapped in, I found a bunch of mini blueberry and apple muffins. Billy was really proud. He wanted me to eat one and after I did, he asked (ambivalently I might add), if he could have some. I said sure...and well basically, he ate what remained but that was fine with me. We had a good laugh about that. Then he gave me a flower he had drawn on pink construction paper. On each petal, he wrote things about me. This is what he wrote..."takes me places, buys me stuff, listens to me, helps me with my homework, great parent, snuggles with me, great cook, and loves me and cares for me". Well, what more could a mom want than that???
As for Molly, yesterday she asked me this..."Mom, did you ever want a special key chain with a picture of me in it??" "Sure", I told her. "That's the one thing I've been wanting more than *anything* but I just don't have one". She smiled this huge smile and then said, "Well, you're going to get it tomorrow"! How funny she is! She waited until today to actually give it to me and was so very proud of what she made. She also made me a card that says, "I love my mom because she takes me to parties!" Inside there was a coupon I could cash in that said, "I will bake my mom one pumpkin pie". Again, what a riot. Why pumpkin pie...well, I'm not sure. I like it but it's not something that is around here other than Thanksgiving! And I'm sure glad that she has her priorities straight...a mom who parties with her child...well, that is one of the most important parental responsibilities, now isn't it? (LOL)
Today, the kids and I are just relaxing together. There is a 48 hour marathon of The Brady Bunch on one of the Cable stations and well, I have to admit, though we haven't watched 48 hours worth, we have watched a bunch of episodes. They seem to love the show as much as I did growing up. Later on, I actually need to go to the supermarket and then we will be having dinner with my mom and dad and my brother's family at his house. That should be nice.
On this day I just want to say to my mother-in-law, I can only imagine how you are feeling and how difficult a day this is for you. I want you to know that you are a wonderful mother and I think you know what kind of grandmother you are...the best kind. You raised your son to so be loving and good and I am so thankful to you. Because of the kind of mom you were to Roly when he was young, I had a husband who respected me, who cherished me, who loved me unconditionally. Billy and Molly had a dad who gave to them more in the short time he had with them than many fathers give their children in a lifetime. Truly, though I wish with all of my heart that Roly and I could have grown old together, knowing what I know now, I would still have chosen to be with him for too short of a time than not at all. My life is so blessed and enriched because Roly was a part of it...and truly, he will always be a part of my heart, my soul, my mind and my life. He is always with me and you too. My hope for you today is that you can find some comfort in knowing what a wonderful person you raised and that you have some peace in knowing that he lives on in us all and that we are doing OK.
To my own mom, well really, there are no words to do justice to express my love for you. You have been by my side through it all, from the greatest joys to the deepest pains. I could not be the mom I am today to my own children had I not had your for a mother. "Thank you" seems so trite but really, there is not much more than I can say except "thank you" for *everything*. I love you very much and am very blessed and lucky that you are my mother.
I wanted to share this little essay that my girlfriend sent to me. Many of you have probably read this already but it's such a good essay that I thought it is worth repeating...especially today.
This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up puke laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's okay honey, Mommy's here."
Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted. This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.
This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.
This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their fridge.
For all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football , hockey or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.
This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.
This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.
For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."
This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green. (or blue that turns green)
For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.
For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.
This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.
This is for all of the mothers of kids with life threatening and chronic illnesses, who would trade places with their child in a second...if they only could. Who worry all of the time. Whose hearts break at each intervention that causes their child to hurt, in the hope of saving their child's life. Who walk around with smiles on their faces and reassurance in their voices, for the sake of their child, when all they really want to do is weep and scream.
This is for all of the mothers who have lost a child. Who despite unbearable, persistent pain and grief, get up each day and continue to live in a way that honors the child they brought into this world. They are the bravest women the world has known.
What makes a good Mother anyway?
Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?
The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?
Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation...
And mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers..
Mothers with money, mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us.
Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can.
I hope you all enjoy the day.
With love, Donna
Friday, May 5, 2006 1:16 PM CDT Hi everyone,
Well, I can honestly say that I am sooooooooooooo happy to see April go and May arrive. Wow...that was one heck of a month. I am looking forward to things settling down some and it being a little less emotionally intense around here.
So....when I last left off, we had celebrated Molly's birthday at the American Girl Place in NYC. Well, the celebrations just kept going...and going...and going...much like the Energizer Bunny!
On Friday, Molly celebrated her birthday with her friends and classmates at The Morgan Center. Her dance teacher, Miss Eileen and her assistant, Miss Jillian came and entertained the kids with all kinds of activities ranging from dance to parachute play to tattoos and so on. Molly had an absolute ball. I think I'll let the pictures tell you about it more than more words! For those of you on dial-up, sorry that it will take forever for this page to load!
Miss Nancy and Molly at "Show and Tell" time
So busy playing
Blowing out the candles with my good friend, Gia
A birthday squeeze from my "boyfriend", Eric
I think he's "dreamy"!
I just love my gifts so much, I can't take my eyes off of them!
After The Morgan Center celebration, we were so happy to welcome Roly's sister Vicky, who flew in from Florida to be with us for the weekend. Molly was absolutely thrilled to share some special time with her aunt and Billy was too. Molly told Vicky that she reminded her of Roly in some things that she said or did and that was kind of touching. Billy snuggled with Aunt Vicky at night and he was able to ask her questions about Roly...what he was like as a little boy, what kinds of things he liked to do, etc. That was very sweet and Vicky shared that it was as nice for her as it was for Billy. She said that by re-telling those stories, she felt like she was almost visiting with her brother again. Thanks Vic for coming to NY and spending some time with us. You know that your visits are always treasured.
On Saturday, it was Roly's birthday. I would be lying if I told you that it was an easy day. It was not. I kept thinking of him all day and of the things we *should have* been doing. I think we were all kind of sad that day. I'm glad though that Roly's mom, dad and sister were able to be here with us on the 29th. I think being together was good for all of us. Billy had his baseball parade in the morning and that was a good distraction. He helped carry his team banner and I think he was proud of that. After the parade, Billy's team had a game. He played catcher for a few innings and he really liked it. His team got clobbered...it was their first loss of the season but the kids all took it in stride.
Helping to carry the team banner in the parade.
Billy's team
Doing a great job as catcher
After the game, Roly's parents and I went to the cemetery. The kids didn't want to go so Vicky stayed home with them. Somehow I am still always shocked when I see Roly's name on the memorial plate at the grave. It is still, a year later, so unbelievable. After the cemetery, no-one wanted to cook so we decided to go out to eat. Molly and Billy asked to go to a local Hibachi restaurant, Tai Show. The chef prepares the food right in front of you and puts on quite a good show while he is cooking. Being there was a good choice because it got us all laughing. Roly and I had eaten there a number of times before with the kids and had he been here, he would have so enjoyed himself. In fact, he would have laughed his head off at the way Molly just kept eating and eating and eating...not only her food, but mine and Vicky's too! We discovered that she really likes scallops, in addition to the filet mignon and shrimp she was eating. The things this kid likes to eat! Billy on the other hand had a double order of fried rice and clear miso soup, that was it. He loves being at the restaurant but only wants to eat those two things. Go figure. At the end of the meal, instead of bringing out cake for Molly's birthday, a big wooden boat filled with cut up fruit was brought to the table, along with some enthusiastic singing of "Happy Birthday", Japanese style! So, this dinner kind of turned into birthday celebration #3 for Molly.
Billy enjoying his fried rice
The fruit boat!!
We had a great time.
Well, then came Sunday...Molly's *REAL* birthday (as if all of the previous celebrations were fake...Ha!) In the morning, Billy actually came in to my room where Molly was sleeping and announced that because it was her birthday, he was going to give his sister a *real* hug and a *real* kiss! Well, you would have thought that she had won the lottery, she was so happy! She thanked him for those "gifts" over and over again. In the afternoon, we packed up and went to "Adventureland" (a small, local amusement park) to celebrate with our cousins and Molly's very close family friends. She couldn't get enough of the rides. She especially LOVED a little log flume ride...that required an adult to go with her. Lucky me, I got to go...and even though it was a little ride, I got really, really wet! Oh well, it was her birthday after all, wasn't it? Again, I think I will let the photos fill you in on how that day went....Again, my apologies to those of you using dial-up!
The swings are fun!
This is my favorite ride!
My mom got real wet too!
My friends and me
Katie, Billy and Matthew waiting on line
Sam, Molly and Emily
Birthday Cake...Yum!
So, needless to say, that was so much fun for everyone. Oh, one other interesting thing that happened on Molly's 5th birthday...she lost her first tooth!! It was loose in the morning and she wouldn't leave it alone. She wiggled it and wiggled it and wiggled it until it came out while waiting on line for the Lady Bug Rollercoaster! So a mouthful of blood and one tooth later, Molly was on the ride and happy to be rid of that annoyance in her mouth. The Tooth Fairy from Florida came and set a bad precedent for the NY Tooth Fairy. That Floridian Tooth Fairy left Molly $5.00 for her first tooth! Well now, it wasn't filled with gold! I hope the little Miss doesn't expect that every time...but somehow, I think she will!
Medically, Molly is doing well. We saw her oncologist on Tuesday for a check up and blood counts. Everything was fine. Her counts are starting to look more typical, though they are still at the low end of "normal", but we'll take anything in that "normal" range! Billy on the other hand, though not sick, is SUFFERING with seasonal allergies. This poor kid has always suffered through the spring but this year it's pretty bad. He's on eye drops twice a day and oral allergy medicine twice a day too. I know he can't wait for this season to pass. It's really kind of sad to watch him sneeze and itch and sniffle and rub his eyes.
On a different note, yesterday was Billy's end of the year bowling party. His team earned a First Place Trophy for the 1st half of the season! Billy also got a "125" patch because his high game was over 125 (without bumpers!). He was soooo proud but I was not there to see it. I was with Molly having her dance pictures taken at the dance studio. It's times like these that I just *hate* being a single parent. Our nanny, Chelsea took Billy and honestly, he seemed fine with it but *I* felt badly. I wish I could be in 2 (or 3 or 4) places at once. When Molly and I got home from the dance pictures, I snapped some photos of Billy with his trophy. He was already in his pjs but it's better than having no pictures, isn't it?
Billy and his First Place Bowling Trophy and awards...Way to go Billy!!!
Morgan and Molly in their jazz outfits.
A preview of Molly in her tap outfit...she'll be dancing to "You're Never Fully Dressed without a Smile"
We have a lot going on this weekend. My cousin Christina is getting married and that is so exciting. I have decided not to go to the wedding because I just don't really feel up to being at a black tie event alone. Even though my cousins will be there, it's not the same as being there with my husband and I have just chosen not to put myself in situations that will make me feel worse when I already still feel so badly to begin with. I feel a little guilty about not going because Christina is a doll and I hate to miss out on her special day but she totally understood and I'll see the new bride and groom one day when they get back from their honeymoon. Instead of the wedding, I am taking the kids to our neighbor's first communion party. That should be fun and then in the afternoon, Billy has a ball game. On Sunday, my friends Susan and Mario are hosting an open house to meet their new daughter. Again, the kids are invited and we can't wait to go and see baby Hillary! So, it's never dull around here!
I have to thank each and every one of you who have been so kind and supportive to us, especially during last month. It was a really hard time but we got through it, in part thanks to all of you. Some of you have left the kindest messages in our guestbook, some have sent private e-mails, some mailed cards and even gifts for the kids, some just prayed silently....I wish I had words to adequately express the gratitude we have for each and every act of kindness. I don't because no words can do justice to what I feel. I am always behind on thank you notes, especially now with Molly's birthday, but please know how treasured each of you are to us. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
Talk to you soon.
With love,
Donna
Friday, May 5, 2006 1:16 PM CDT Hi everyone,
Well, I can honestly say that I am sooooooooooooo happy to see April go and May arrive. Wow...that was one heck of a month. I am looking forward to things settling down some and it being a little less emotionally intense around here.
So....when I last left off, we had celebrated Molly's birthday at the American Girl Place in NYC. Well, the celebrations just kept going...and going...and going...much like the Energizer Bunny!
On Friday, Molly celebrated her birthday with her friends and classmates at The Morgan Center. Her dance teacher, Miss Eileen and her assistant, Miss Jillian came and entertained the kids with all kinds of activities ranging from dance to parachute play to tattoos and so on. Molly had an absolute ball. I think I'll let the pictures tell you about it more than more words! For those of you on dial-up, sorry that it will take forever for this page to load!
Miss Nancy and Molly at "Show and Tell" time
So busy playing
Blowing out the candles with my good friend, Gia
A birthday squeeze from my "boyfriend", Eric
I think he's "dreamy"!
I just love my gifts so much, I can't take my eyes off of them!
After The Morgan Center celebration, we were so happy to welcome Roly's sister Vicky, who flew in from Florida to be with us for the weekend. Molly was absolutely thrilled to share some special time with her aunt and Billy was too. Molly told Vicky that she reminded her of Roly in some things that she said or did and that was kind of touching. Billy snuggled with Aunt Vicky at night and he was able to ask her questions about Roly...what he was like as a little boy, what kinds of things he liked to do, etc. That was very sweet and Vicky shared that it was as nice for her as it was for Billy. She said that by re-telling those stories, she felt like she was almost visiting with her brother again. Thanks Vic for coming to NY and spending some time with us. You know that your visits are always treasured.
On Saturday, it was Roly's birthday. I would be lying if I told you that it was an easy day. It was not. I kept thinking of him all day and of the things we *should have* been doing. I think we were all kind of sad that day. I'm glad though that Roly's mom, dad and sister were able to be here with us on the 29th. I think being together was good for all of us. Billy had his baseball parade in the morning and that was a good distraction. He helped carry his team banner and I think he was proud of that. After the parade, Billy's team had a game. He played catcher for a few innings and he really liked it. His team got clobbered...it was their first loss of the season but the kids all took it in stride.
Helping to carry the team banner in the parade.
Billy's team
Doing a great job as catcher
After the game, Roly's parents and I went to the cemetery. The kids didn't want to go so Vicky stayed home with them. Somehow I am still always shocked when I see Roly's name on the memorial plate at the grave. It is still, a year later, so unbelievable. After the cemetery, no-one wanted to cook so we decided to go out to eat. Molly and Billy asked to go to a local Hibachi restaurant, Tai Show. The chef prepares the food right in front of you and puts on quite a good show while he is cooking. Being there was a good choice because it got us all laughing. Roly and I had eaten there a number of times before with the kids and had he been here, he would have so enjoyed himself. In fact, he would have laughed his head off at the way Molly just kept eating and eating and eating...not only her food, but mine and Vicky's too! We discovered that she really likes scallops, in addition to the filet mignon and shrimp she was eating. The things this kid likes to eat! Billy on the other hand had a double order of fried rice and clear miso soup, that was it. He loves being at the restaurant but only wants to eat those two things. Go figure. At the end of the meal, instead of bringing out cake for Molly's birthday, a big wooden boat filled with cut up fruit was brought to the table, along with some enthusiastic singing of "Happy Birthday", Japanese style! So, this dinner kind of turned into birthday celebration #3 for Molly.
Billy enjoying his fried rice
The fruit boat!!
We had a great time.
Well, then came Sunday...Molly's *REAL* birthday (as if all of the previous celebrations were fake...Ha!) In the morning, Billy actually came in to my room where Molly was sleeping and announced that because it was her birthday, he was going to give his sister a *real* hug and a *real* kiss! Well, you would have thought that she had won the lottery, she was so happy! She thanked him for those "gifts" over and over again. In the afternoon, we packed up and went to "Adventureland" (a small, local amusement park) to celebrate with our cousins and Molly's very close family friends. She couldn't get enough of the rides. She especially LOVED a little log flume ride...that required an adult to go with her. Lucky me, I got to go...and even though it was a little ride, I got really, really wet! Oh well, it was her birthday after all, wasn't it? Again, I think I will let the photos fill you in on how that day went....Again, my apologies to those of you using dial-up!
The swings are fun!
This is my favorite ride!
My mom got real wet too!
My friends and me
Katie, Billy and Matthew waiting on line
Sam, Molly and Emily
Birthday Cake...Yum!
So, needless to say, that was so much fun for everyone. Oh, one other interesting thing that happened on Molly's 5th birthday...she lost her first tooth!! It was loose in the morning and she wouldn't leave it alone. She wiggled it and wiggled it and wiggled it until it came out while waiting on line for the Lady Bug Rollercoaster! So a mouthful of blood and one tooth later, Molly was on the ride and happy to be rid of that annoyance in her mouth. The Tooth Fairy from Florida came and set a bad precedent for the NY Tooth Fairy. That Floridian Tooth Fairy left Molly $5.00 for her first tooth! Well now, it wasn't filled with gold! I hope the little Miss doesn't expect that every time...but somehow, I think she will!
Medically, Molly is doing well. We saw her oncologist on Tuesday for a check up and blood counts. Everything was fine. Her counts are starting to look more typical, though they are still at the low end of "normal", but we'll take anything in that "normal" range! Billy on the other hand, though not sick, is SUFFERING with seasonal allergies. This poor kid has always suffered through the spring but this year it's pretty bad. He's on eye drops twice a day and oral allergy medicine twice a day too. I know he can't wait for this season to pass. It's really kind of sad to watch him sneeze and itch and sniffle and rub his eyes.
On a different note, yesterday was Billy's end of the year bowling party. His team earned a First Place Trophy for the 1st half of the season! Billy also got a "125" patch because his high game was over 125 (without bumpers!). He was soooo proud but I was not there to see it. I was with Molly having her dance pictures taken at the dance studio. It's times like these that I just *hate* being a single parent. Our nanny, Chelsea took Billy and honestly, he seemed fine with it but *I* felt badly. I wish I could be in 2 (or 3 or 4) places at once. When Molly and I got home from the dance pictures, I snapped some photos of Billy with his trophy. He was already in his pjs but it's better than having no pictures, isn't it?
Billy and his First Place Bowling Trophy and awards...Way to go Billy!!!
Morgan and Molly in their jazz outfits.
A preview of Molly in her tap outfit...she'll be dancing to "You're Never Fully Dressed without a Smile"
We have a lot going on this weekend. My cousin Christina is getting married and that is so exciting. I have decided not to go to the wedding because I just don't really feel up to being at a black tie event alone. Even though my cousins will be there, it's not the same as being there with my husband and I have just chosen not to put myself in situations that will make me feel worse when I already still feel so badly to begin with. I feel a little guilty about not going because Christina is a doll and I hate to miss out on her special day but she totally understood and I'll see the new bride and groom one day when they get back from their honeymoon. Instead of the wedding, I am taking the kids to our neighbor's first communion party. That should be fun and then in the afternoon, Billy has a ball game. On Sunday, my friends Susan and Mario are hosting an open house to meet their new daughter. Again, the kids are invited and we can't wait to go and see baby Hillary! So, it's never dull around here!
I have to thank each and every one of you who have been so kind and supportive to us, especially during last month. It was a really hard time but we got through it, in part thanks to all of you. Some of you have left the kindest messages in our guestbook, some have sent private e-mails, some mailed cards and even gifts for the kids, some just prayed silently....I wish I had words to adequately express the gratitude we have for each and every act of kindness. I don't because no words can do justice to what I feel. I am always behind on thank you notes, especially now with Molly's birthday, but please know how treasured each of you are to us. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
Talk to you soon.
With love,
Donna
Friday, May 5, 2006 1:16 PM CDT Hi everyone,
Well, I can honestly say that I am sooooooooooooo happy to see April go and May arrive. Wow...that was one heck of a month. I am looking forward to things settling down some and it being a little less emotionally intense around here.
So....when I last left off, we had celebrated Molly's birthday at the American Girl Place in NYC. Well, the celebrations just kept going...and going...and going...much like the Energizer Bunny!
On Friday, Molly celebrated her birthday with her friends and classmates at The Morgan Center. Her dance teacher, Miss Eileen and her assistant, Miss Jillian came and entertained the kids with all kinds of activities ranging from dance to parachute play to tattoos and so on. Molly had an absolute ball. I think I'll let the pictures tell you about it more than more words! For those of you on dial-up, sorry that it will take forever for this page to load!
Miss Nancy and Molly at "Show and Tell" time
So busy playing
Blowing out the candles with my good friend, Gia
A birthday squeeze from my "boyfriend", Eric
I think he's "dreamy"!
I just love my gifts so much, I can't take my eyes off of them!
After The Morgan Center celebration, we were so happy to welcome Roly's sister Vicky, who flew in from Florida to be with us for the weekend. Molly was absolutely thrilled to share some special time with her aunt and Billy was too. Molly told Vicky that she reminded her of Roly in some things that she said or did and that was kind of touching. Billy snuggled with Aunt Vicky at night and he was able to ask her questions about Roly...what he was like as a little boy, what kinds of things he liked to do, etc. That was very sweet and Vicky shared that it was as nice for her as it was for Billy. She said that by re-telling those stories, she felt like she was almost visiting with her brother again. Thanks Vic for coming to NY and spending some time with us. You know that your visits are always treasured.
On Saturday, it was Roly's birthday. I would be lying if I told you that it was an easy day. It was not. I kept thinking of him all day and of the things we *should have* been doing. I think we were all kind of sad that day. I'm glad though that Roly's mom, dad and sister were able to be here with us on the 29th. I think being together was good for all of us. Billy had his baseball parade in the morning and that was a good distraction. He helped carry his team banner and I think he was proud of that. After the parade, Billy's team had a game. He played catcher for a few innings and he really liked it. His team got clobbered...it was their first loss of the season but the kids all took it in stride.
Helping to carry the team banner in the parade.
Billy's team
Doing a great job as catcher
After the game, Roly's parents and I went to the cemetery. The kids didn't want to go so Vicky stayed home with them. Somehow I am still always shocked when I see Roly's name on the memorial plate at the grave. It is still, a year later, so unbelievable. After the cemetery, no-one wanted to cook so we decided to go out to eat. Molly and Billy asked to go to a local Hibachi restaurant, Tai Show. The chef prepares the food right in front of you and puts on quite a good show while he is cooking. Being there was a good choice because it got us all laughing. Roly and I had eaten there a number of times before with the kids and had he been here, he would have so enjoyed himself. In fact, he would have laughed his head off at the way Molly just kept eating and eating and eating...not only her food, but mine and Vicky's too! We discovered that she really likes scallops, in addition to the filet mignon and shrimp she was eating. The things this kid likes to eat! Billy on the other hand had a double order of fried rice and clear miso soup, that was it. He loves being at the restaurant but only wants to eat those two things. Go figure. At the end of the meal, instead of bringing out cake for Molly's birthday, a big wooden boat filled with cut up fruit was brought to the table, along with some enthusiastic singing of "Happy Birthday", Japanese style! So, this dinner kind of turned into birthday celebration #3 for Molly.
Billy enjoying his fried rice
The fruit boat!!
We had a great time.
Well, then came Sunday...Molly's *REAL* birthday (as if all of the previous celebrations were fake...Ha!) In the morning, Billy actually came in to my room where Molly was sleeping and announced that because it was her birthday, he was going to give his sister a *real* hug and a *real* kiss! Well, you would have thought that she had won the lottery, she was so happy! She thanked him for those "gifts" over and over again. In the afternoon, we packed up and went to "Adventureland" (a small, local amusement park) to celebrate with our cousins and Molly's very close family friends. She couldn't get enough of the rides. She especially LOVED a little log flume ride...that required an adult to go with her. Lucky me, I got to go...and even though it was a little ride, I got really, really wet! Oh well, it was her birthday after all, wasn't it? Again, I think I will let the photos fill you in on how that day went....Again, my apologies to those of you using dial-up!
The swings are fun!
This is my favorite ride!
My mom got real wet too!
My friends and me
Katie, Billy and Matthew waiting on line
Sam, Molly and Emily
Birthday Cake...Yum!
So, needless to say, that was so much fun for everyone. Oh, one other interesting thing that happened on Molly's 5th birthday...she lost her first tooth!! It was loose in the morning and she wouldn't leave it alone. She wiggled it and wiggled it and wiggled it until it came out while waiting on line for the Lady Bug Rollercoaster! So a mouthful of blood and one tooth later, Molly was on the ride and happy to be rid of that annoyance in her mouth. The Tooth Fairy from Florida came and set a bad precedent for the NY Tooth Fairy. That Floridian Tooth Fairy left Molly $5.00 for her first tooth! Well now, it wasn't filled with gold! I hope the little Miss doesn't expect that every time...but somehow, I think she will!
Medically, Molly is doing well. We saw her oncologist on Tuesday for a check up and blood counts. Everything was fine. Her counts are starting to look more typical, though they are still at the low end of "normal", but we'll take anything in that "normal" range! Billy on the other hand, though not sick, is SUFFERING with seasonal allergies. This poor kid has always suffered through the spring but this year it's pretty bad. He's on eye drops twice a day and oral allergy medicine twice a day too. I know he can't wait for this season to pass. It's really kind of sad to watch him sneeze and itch and sniffle and rub his eyes.
On a different note, yesterday was Billy's end of the year bowling party. His team earned a First Place Trophy for the 1st half of the season! Billy also got a "125" patch because his high game was over 125 (without bumpers!). He was soooo proud but I was not there to see it. I was with Molly having her dance pictures taken at the dance studio. It's times like these that I just *hate* being a single parent. Our nanny, Chelsea took Billy and honestly, he seemed fine with it but *I* felt badly. I wish I could be in 2 (or 3 or 4) places at once. When Molly and I got home from the dance pictures, I snapped some photos of Billy with his trophy. He was already in his pjs but it's better than having no pictures, isn't it?
Billy and his First Place Bowling Trophy and awards...Way to go Billy!!!
Morgan and Molly in their jazz outfits.
A preview of Molly in her tap outfit...she'll be dancing to "You're Never Fully Dressed without a Smile"
We have a lot going on this weekend. My cousin Christina is getting married and that is so exciting. I have decided not to go to the wedding because I just don't really feel up to being at a black tie event alone. Even though my cousins will be there, it's not the same as being there with my husband and I have just chosen not to put myself in situations that will make me feel worse when I already still feel so badly to begin with. I feel a little guilty about not going because Christina is a doll and I hate to miss out on her special day but she totally understood and I'll see the new bride and groom one day when they get back from their honeymoon. Instead of the wedding, I am taking the kids to our neighbor's first communion party. That should be fun and then in the afternoon, Billy has a ball game. On Sunday, my friends Susan and Mario are hosting an open house to meet their new daughter. Again, the kids are invited and we can't wait to go and see baby Hillary! So, it's never dull around here!
I have to thank each and every one of you who have been so kind and supportive to us, especially during last month. It was a really hard time but we got through it, in part thanks to all of you. Some of you have left the kindest messages in our guestbook, some have sent private e-mails, some mailed cards and even gifts for the kids, some just prayed silently....I wish I had words to adequately express the gratitude we have for each and every act of kindness. I don't because no words can do justice to what I feel. I am always behind on thank you notes, especially now with Molly's birthday, but please know how treasured each of you are to us. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
Talk to you soon.
With love,
Donna
Friday, April 28, 2006 3:12 PM CDT Hello everyone,
I am long overdue for an update...it's just been really busy around here over the past few weeks. Thank you so much to everyone who continues to check in on us and to those of you who leave us such wonderful messages in our guestbook. Those entries are really treasured.
Let me start of by telling you all that Miss Molly is back to her old self....full of energy and zip. The IVIG transfusion she received recently really seems to have helped her get over that nasty virus. We are so grateful that IVIG exists!! We got the good news that Molly does *NOT* have mono or Epstein Barr and of course, we were so relieved to hear that. I think that because her immune system is still suppressed from all of the chemo she received, regular, old, ugly viruses just hit her a little harder than most. But we'll take an ugly virus over something more serious any day of the week!
The last few weeks have been kind of difficult emotionally and I feel like I am in overdrive. Actually the entire month of April has been hard around here. As most of you know, the anniversary of Roly's death was March 29th. That was followed by the memorial dinner I had in Roly's honor on April 8th. Then came American Easter and my birthday on the 16th. Greek Easter came on the 23rd. Roly's birthday is tomorrow on the 29th and Molly's is the day after on the 30th. Right before all of that, Molly finished her chemo, had surgery and got her port removed and then got sick as a dog, sending us back to the hospital for a few long daytime visits, complete with transfusions and IV medication. Emotionally, we have all been so up and down. It's a lot to absorb and manage at once. There have been so many reasons to feel hopeful, joyful and grateful and yet without Roly here, it is not easy to really experience those emotions without also feeling so sad and cheated. I am trying desperately to keep up with the demands of our busy lives while trying to cope with my emotions but it has been difficult to balance lately. I find myself very tired and ironically, now when I am most tired, I have really not been sleeping well. So that's kind of frustrating. I am hoping that once May comes and all of those "big events" have passed, things will settle down a bit and I will be able to relax more.
So, when I last wrote, my in-laws had just arrived from Florida and the kids were thrilled. Well, they are still thrilled to be with their grandparents. They have been entertained non-stop and have been showered with tons of attention and affection. Now what could be bad about that? There's only one thing that I can think of...and that is that Grandma and Grandpa have to return to Florida on Monday and that will leave me with two very blue kids who will be still craving their grandparents' constant love and attention. It's always an adjustment when we have to say goodbye to Grandma and Grandpa. Mostly, that's a good thing because it means that even though they live far away, they are never far from any of our hearts. Grandma and Grandap, we love you very much and will miss you until we get together again...in the near future, OK?
Since my last entry, I've been going non-stop. Each night I would say, "I'll update tonight" and then something else would come up and demand my attention like making Molly's birthday CDs. (For those of you who don't know us well....every year we make the kids their own personalized birthday CD comprised of all of their most recent favorite songs. We make a really cute label for them and then makes lots of copies to give out as party favors. Well, that was very much Roly's department given the fact that he was the computer expert. Last year I had help doing them, because there was no way I could learn something new then but now, I am proud to say that I figured it out! OK, it took me waaaayyyyyy longer than it would have taken Roly but I made the CDs, labels, song lists and they all are great. I have a feeling Roly is smiling on me...he would have thought I had done a good job). In addition to all of tasks involved with planning Molly's (multiple) birthday celebration(s), we've had doctor appointments, more physical therapy evaluations, Little League baseball games, bowling league for Billy, Boys Scouts, seeing friends, sharing holidays and the list could go on! Of course, that is all on top of the boring but "needs to be done" daily tasks like paying bills, dragging the garbage out, food shopping, cleaning up, helping with homework...you get it. It's just been so busy lately. I keep thinking "If this is a merry-go-round, I sure would like someone to stop it so I could get off for a little while".
Despite the insanity around here, it has been fun too...most of the time. Some of the highlights include going to a good friend's Sweet 16 Party last Friday night. The kids had a blast dancing the night away with Morgan. Even though Molly spent hours in the clinic that Friday getting IV medication, she insisted on going to the party and the doctor cleared her to go. So she put her party dress on and off she went...directly to the dance floor. Here she is, living it up!
Here's Billy looking handsome
One day, we went to a small local amusement park. Both Billy and Molly are fans of rides so that was great fun for them. Billy brought a friend along, a boy who is on his baseball team and is in the same grade as Billy. He goes to the school Billy will be attending in September. It's great to see Billy make new friends with kids from the neighborhood. On Molly's actual birthday on Sunday, we will be celebrating at this amusement park with our family and close friends. Molly is really looking forward to that.
So, on to some more of our adventures. Last Saturday, we drove to NJ to visit with Roly's cousins. It was our cousin Alexandra's 6th birthday party and that was really great. Despite cold rainy weather, we were able to swim...indoors in a terrific pool. What fun the party was. Billy loved every second of it and Molly loved it too...that is until the chlorine in the pool bothered her eyes so much that she had to get out and have her eyes irrigated. She was *not* at all happy about that. Can this kid catch a break? Back at Alexandra's house though, all of the kids had so much fun playing. One of Alexandra's cousins named Megan looks *a lot* like the actress who plays Megan on a show called "Drake and Josh"...a show on Nickelodeon that my kids really like. Molly was convinced that cousin Megan was *the* Megan from the show. She followed her around like a puppy and asked her questions all night like, "Remember the time Drake did this or that"? It was really adorable.
Megan and Molly
Billy in the Pool
Molly in the Pool
Billy and the birthday girl, his cousin Alexandra
The next day was Greek Easter. We went to my brother's house and celebrated the day with my family and my sister-in-law's family. There must have been at least 40 people there. Roseanne and Van worked really hard to put this whole celebration together and we thank them so much for it. We also thank my mom who cooked up a storm and never really left the kitchen, as usual. The highlight for the kids was the annual Easter egg hunt. Even though it was raining and too wet to do it outside, they still had a ball collecting the eggs that were hidden in the playroom. Uncle Van and Aunt Ro fill their eggs with loose change and the kids get a real kick out of that. I love to see all of the cousins together having so much fun.
Cousins on Greek Easter
Yesterday was a very exciting day for Molly. We went to the American Girl Place in NYC to "kick off" her birthday celebration. Turning 5 is a big deal, you know? And after all she has been through, it is a *really* big deal. Every birthday is treasured and appreciated in a deep way. This is the first she can remember that she has not been on chemo and restricted in a variety of ways. Way to go Molly! Molly and I invited both grandmas, her teacher Miss Nancy and Miss Nancy's daughter, Morgan and our good friend from the Morgan Center, Annie and her mom, MaryEllen. We had such a nice day. The traffic driving in to Manhattan was crazy and we barely made our lunch reservation but we did make it. Molly kept saying, "This is the best birthday ever!' Lunch was *adorable*. The three little girls had their dolls seated next to them with their china tea cups and saucers. Everything is presented so beautifully at the Cafe. We had the birthday celebration package and that came complete with goodie bags and an awesome birthday cake with peppermint ice cream (my personal favorite) served in a little tiny flowerpot. After lunch, we had professional photos of the girls taken with their dolls. *That* was so cute too. Then of course, came....the shopping. Personally, I got Molly a few things that she wanted but my mom, my mother-in-law, Miss Nancy and Miss MaryEllen...well, they got this child so many beautiful things that I was embarrassed by the amount of bags we had to carry. Molly couldn't have been happier though and it was just great to see her...HEALTHY and HAPPY. What more could a parent want?
Miss Molly, our own American Girl
Molly and her friend Annie
Morgan and Molly, true buddies
Blowing out the candles
Both grandmas at the same time...how lucky!
I had so much fun at the American Girl Place
We take so much for granted...a child's ability to run or walk unassisted, to eat without feeling ill, to wear a bow in her hair, to go to a public place without being terrified that she will contract some horrible illness because her immune system is suppressed, to not have to interrupt her day to give awful tasting medicine and more. I am so thankful that we have gotten to this point. I think all of the time of the children I know who are not yet through with treatment, or have relapsed and have even more, harsh treatment, or those who have died and gone ahead of us. So while I am enjoying my daughter's birthday and wholeheartedly celebrating her life, I am also thanking God and *everyone* who has helped us to get here because without them and you, we would not be at this point. And I will ask you all, as you remember my Molly this weekend, please remember all of the sweet kids who continue to battle for their lives. Please pray for them all but especially for Kendall, Hunter, Keegan, Cameronand Baby Donovan. They are all so special as are their beautiful families. May they all recover fully and be able to enjoy life's rewards.
I promise...I will do my best not to take so long to update again. I'm sure I'll have lots of more birthday pictures and news to share.
Have a great weekend.
With much love, Donna
Update - Tuesday, 4/18/06 11:50 CST Hi everyone,
Just a quick update to tell you that although Molly is *much* better from the virus she has been fighting, she is still a little "under the weather". Her oncologist called this morning just as I was on my way out to pick up Roly's parents from the airport. He said that Molly's last round of blood tests showed that her immune function is too low and that she would need to be transfused with IVIG or Intravenous Immunoglobulin. The thing with IVIG is that it needs to be infused slowly so as to avoid an adverse reaction. Molly's doctor ordered it to run over 6 hours. Well, that meant that I was not able to pick up my in-laws so thank God for my dad who was able to meet them. Molly and I spent most of the day at the clinic. Even though the transfusion was 6 hours, she needed additional blood work, to be examined by her doctor and to be pre-medicated with benadryl and Tylenol. So, I think we were there for about 8 hours in total. Molly did great with the infusion and I'm so thankful that this product exists. The last time she got it, she was finally able to shake a sinus infection she had been fighting for a while. I am hopeful that this infusion really helps her to fight off this virus. Her blood smear showed that she is neutropenic with an ANC of 270, and that is probably because of the virus she is fighting. The smear also showed a lot of atypical lymphocytes, which is nothing to be too concerned about I am told. Again, their presence is probably owing to whatever virus Molly is fighting. The atypical cells are often seen with mono or Epstein-Barr so Molly's doctor ordered blood work to test for that. She will be seen in the clinic again on Friday so hopefully by then, she will be back to herself.
All day long, Molly complained about being stuck in the hospital and all she wanted to do was go home to see her grandparents. She knew they landed and couldn't wait to be with them. I thought I would share a couple of pictures...she (and Billy) don't look too happy now, do they??
Molly and Grandma
Billy and Grandma
Molly and Papa (I have to snap one of Billy and Papa!)
Hope you are all having a great week.
Love, Donna
Monday, April 17, 2006 11:37 AM CDT Hello everyone,
For all of you who celebrated Easter and Passover this week, I hope your holidays were filled with peace and joy. For our family, yesterday was Palm Sunday. We are Eastern (Greek) Orthodox Christians and for us, Easter this year is actually next Sunday on the 23rd of April. In most years, Western Christian churches and Eastern Orthodox churches celebrate Easter on different dates. I'm always asked why this is so here's a little explanation. The formula for when Easter will fall—"The first Sunday after the first full moon on or after the vernal equinox"—is identical for both Western and Orthodox Easters, but the churches base the dates on different calendars: Western churches use the Gregorian calendar, the standard calendar for much of the world, and Orthodox churches use the older, Julian calendar. In addition, the Eastern Orthodox Church also applies the formula so that Easter always falls after Passover, since the Crucifixion and Resurrection of Christ took place after he entered Jerusalem to celebrate Passover. In the Western Church, Easter sometimes precedes Passover by weeks. There's even more to it but that's the main gist of it. Theologically, there are no differences between Western Christians and Eastern Christians with respect to the holiday. Anyway, now you've had a little lesson as to why Greek Easter and American Easter rarely fall on the same Sunday. Now, that's something that you always wanted to know, isn't it? Okay, so you probably didn't really have a burning desire to understand this but if you ever get on "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" and this question comes up, you'll be so happy that you read this informative journal entry, now won't you? Anyway, in the Greek tradition, we get together on Palm Sunday for dinner that consists of fried fish, fried zucchini and a really garlicky sauce that goes on both called skoltholia. Billy, Molly and I went to my parents' house yesterday and we all enjoyed my mom's great cooking.
In addition to being Palm Sunday and American Easter, yesterday was also my birthday. Though the morning was really tough for me without Roly, the afternoon was better. Some days just highlight his absence more than others. On my birthday, Roly always pampered me....he made one of his famous, elaborate breakfasts of omelettes or pancakes with bacon and fruit arranged decoratively around the plate. When he would serve those breakfasts, I swear they looked better than any meal I ever had at a fancy restaurant! On my birthday, Roly would have occupied the kids and let me sleep in. He knew I was really easy to please with regard to material gifts. A bunch of flowers and a clean house would totally make my day. Instead, I was up early with Billy and Molly, made them breakfast and cleaned the house myself. Our nanny Chelsea (she's usually off on the weekends and being that it was her Easter, I would not even think of asking her to work) was at church and gone for the a good part of the day. Chelsea did leave me a couple of bunches of tulips though...that was awfully thoughtful and kind of her. I guess waking up to the day being like any other day just made me sad not because the day was as it was...but because the *reason* the day was like that is because Roly has died.
When I got to my parents' house, my mood got much better. I was so happy and surprised to see the birthday cake my mom made for me. In fact, it just about brought tears to my eyes! When I was a little girl, my mom made me the most adorable Raggedy Ann birthday cake. It was *SO MUCH* work and I'm sure my mom swore that she would never make that cake again. I would ask for it on my birthday throughout the years but she never actually made it again until I turned 30. Then, just to "bust her chops", I would ask for it again each year thereafter. She told me she would do it again when I turned 40 and that was last year. But, given the fact that Roly had died only two weeks before my 40th, I didn't even want to acknowledge the day let alone think about cake. Well, this year to surprise me, mom made that Raggedy Ann cake. Here is a picture of it...isn't it great?
It means a lot to me that my mom went to so much trouble just to put a smile on my face when she knew that this would not be an easy day for me. Thanks mom...really, I appreciate all of your hard work and thoughtfulness more than you know.
I have to admit, both Billy and Molly were awfully cute yesterday. They did whatever they could to brighten my day and each had their own card for me. Billy actually asked my parents to take him shopping to Target. He knew what he wanted to get me and he did just that. He got me a really beautiful gold bracelet. The links are all hearts and it really is *so special*. I was so touched when he gave it to me. I told Billy that the first piece of "good" jewelry his dad got me happened to be a heart pendant. Funny coincidence, no? Both of my guys seem to like hearts and were thinking along the same lines! In addition to the bracelet, Billy gave me another very special gift. He did the cutest thing. He cut out just about every coupon he could find in the newspaper flyers and wrapped them up for me. It was a running joke that Roly would always spend Sunday mornings cutting coupons that I would almost always forget and rarely use. When Roly died, Billy decided one "job" of his dad's that he could do was cut coupons. So, after opening Billy's second gift, I now have coupons for just about every cleaning product, paper product, frozen food, hot new item and the like. I even have coupons for dog biscuits, though we don't have a dog...yet. Maybe one day! It was great to see how proud Billy was of himself as he gave me those special gifts.
Molly was unfortunately too sick to go shopping with my parents. (She's much better now...but she was feeling awful earlier in the week. I'll fill you all in on that in a minute). Molly gave her order though. She wanted to get me flowers for "inside the house" and flowers for "outside" so my parents picked up a bouquet of roses for inside and some dahlias to plant outside. She was so adorable giving me those gifts...though of course, she "spilled the beans" about them long before today!
The kids and me on my birthday
Onto Molly's health...she is truly doing so much better now but Thursday night, she was complaining of a headache and said she didn't feel well. Within a couple of hours, she was awake from a sound sleep and was crying about her head. It was obvious that she had a fever and of course, I then felt ill worrying about what was going on. She had a temp of 102 and soon after she woke up, she vomited a couple of times. Then she started to cough this "croupy" cough. Actually, the coughing and the vomiting made me feel slightly better in that I thought Molly probably had a virus as opposed to something more serious like a relapse. Only the parent of a kid who had cancer is actually relieved and happy when their kid is sick as a dog but it is *only* a virus! I waited until the morning and then called the hem-onc clinic. Her doctor said to bring her in, which I did and it was obvious by the time I got there, that Molly was dehydrating, as she would not drink at all and her temperature was up to 103. Her oncologist ordered IV fluids, which Molly was not at all happy about, since the IV line had to go into her hand. (Her port was removed a few weeks ago). She really needed those fluids though. Her doctor did a bunch of blood work and examined her. He felt pretty confident that what she had was viral but he put her on Zithromax (an antibiotic) anyway, just in case she has something called "micoplasm", which is a respiratory infection. We spent the day in the clinic while Molly got hydrated and then went home in the evening. Molly still had fever on Saturday but yesterday, she had no fever and seemed a little better. Since it was just us, I decided to take Molly to my parents' house. A change of scenery can be a good thing when you've been cooped up at home for a while.
Earlier in the week, we did some fun things. Billy had his spring concert and that was so terrific.
Here's Billy and his good friend Sarah at the concert.
Miss Molly enjoyed the concert too!
The next day, thanks to our good friends the Rosenbergs, Billy and I went to our first Yankee game of the season! We had field level seats and it was a beautiful day. Johnny Damon hit his first homer as a Yankee and Bernie Williams batted in his 1200 RBI. Now here's one interesting thing that happened while we were at the game. Howard Stern (who is a satellite radio personality...known for being really crass and obnoxious and even vulgar) sent a crew to Yankee stadium to broadcast the game. The guys from the show were seated *directly* behind us. They were actually very nice to Billy and me but their broadcast...well, let's say there were WAY MORE four letter words flying around than I would have liked! I just covered Billy's ears when I could and explained that he was NOT to repeat what he heard at the game. Billy actually thought if was all kind of funny...he knew not to repeat what he heard and he had a ball despite Stern's cronies behind us. Instead of going to the game, Molly opted to stay home and play with Chelsea. The game would have held her attention for a couple of innings and then it would have been torture for us until it was time to go. Chelsea took Molly to her favorite place, Applebee's so Molly was pretty happy that day too.
Here's Billy being interviewed by the crew from Howard Stern's radio show.
Well, this week both kids are off from school but I think it will be kind of busy anyway. My in-laws are coming in from Florida on Tuesday. They want to be here for Molly's birthday which is on the 30th. We have a bunch of invitations for playdates and parties. I'm hoping Molly is all better soon so she can do some of these things. She also has a bunch of evaluations scheduled so that she can get physical therapy in school once she starts in September. I really hope she is up to keeping those appointments. Billy has a couple of little league games and he is really excited about that. Molly has to go back to the clinic tomorrow for a re-check.
Well, that's the news for now. A big hug and thank you to everyone who has been thinking of us and praying for us, especially this time of year. Many thanks for the birthday wishes and cards...that was awfully nice of you and I'm really surprised that a bunch of you remembered that! Please keep Molly in your prayers, that she recovers fully and quickly so she can enjoy her grandparents' visit. Also, please keep all of the sweet kids who are suffering so right now, especially Baby Donovan, Hunter, Keegan and Kendall. All of these kids are dealing with relapses and that is such a hard, tough road to travel.
Hope you all have a great day!
With much love and gratitude, Donna
Wednesday, April 12, 2006 0:02 AM CDT Hello everyone,
I'm sorry it took me a while to update again. It has been a long, emotional week.
Let me start off by telling you that the memorial dinner I hosted in Roly's honor was all that I hoped it would be. It was loving, healing and a wonderful tribute to Roly. How I wish this gathering could have taken place to celebrate Roly's 40th birthday instead of to remember him for the amazing human being that he was. Some of our oldest, dearest friends were there along with some more recent, incredible friends who have been by my side since Roly's death. The compassion and genuine love in the room that evening was so special. I am so grateful to everyone who made the effort to be there...thank you all from the bottom of my heart. Each and every one of you mean so much to me. I have to extend a very deep gratitude to an amazing young man, Gabe. Gabe is the son of my friends Suzy and Jerry. I gave him some music and photos of Roly and he compiled the most touching DVD that I was able to share that evening. The DVD is such a gift to me...it really captures the essence of who Roly was...a joyful, gifted, loving, steadfast individual...a son, a brother, a friend, a husband, a father...the love of my life. Gabe, I will treasure your work forever and I know the kids will do the same. Seeing all of the photos was such a great reminder of all the good times we had together and we really had so many. I have been so sad this year that I haven't really focused on all of the wonderful moments. Instead, I have been just trying to survive the day and help the kids survive their days. But seeing that DVD really reminded me of why we are so sad...because we are missing one of the most loving, connected, caring individuals anyone could hope to have as their spouse or parent. We are missing Roly.
At the dinner, different people took turns sharing memories and stories about Roly. It was so nice to hear those accounts and to laugh heartily again about so many funny things that Roly said or did...like the time he tried to barbecue bacon (don't try that anyone, OK?) or how he broke his jaw when he was a teenager (it actually is a funny story). So many people talked about how Roly was such a great friend...there for you any time of day or night through "thick and thin". He was the one you could count on no matter what. Never in a million years did I think that I would out-live Roly and never, ever did I think he would die so young. I figured he would be like his grandfather who lived until his late 90's. But as his best friend Tim said...(and I'm paraphrasing here, OK Tim?)...we can't be angry at God and sorry for ourselves that Roly is gone. Rather, *we* were the lucky ones to have had *him* for the time that we did because he was such a gift to us all, a gift that few of us felt worthy to receive...a gift that enriched our lives in ways that are immeasurable. Although Tim would choke on this analogy, what he said reminded me of what Julia Robert's character said in Steele Magnolias when trying to explain why she would choose to have a child when it would put her own life in jeopardy. She said something like, "I would rather have a few moments of *something wonderful* than a whole lifetime of *nothing special*. Well, I would rather have had a marriage that was too short but *something wonderful* than one that lasted into my golden years but was *nothing special*. Of course, I'm greedy and wish I could have had *something wonderful* for much longer but I'm truly grateful for what I did have and I am forever changed for the better because Roly was in my life and will *always* be in my heart. It's funny but this happened to be on my calendar in March, the month that Roly died. I thought both the picture and the caption were apropos...
Here's what April looks like...
On to other topics...
So, life goes on and as usual, we have been busy. My dearest friend and Molly's godmother came to Long Island from Rochester for the memorial dinner. I was so thrilled to have Lisa here with me, and so was Molly! She came in late Friday evening and got up early on Saturday to go to dance class with Molly and me. It poured that day...a cold, hard rain but that did not dampen our spirits. After dance class we did a little shopping and then went home to spend some time with Billy. That evening was the dinner. On Sunday morning, I drove Lisa back to the airport. What a short trip...she was only here for 36 hours in total! But still, I was so glad that she was here at all. In the afternoon, we drove to Westchester to spend the day with our friends Tim and Karine and some other friends who were in from out of town (Steve and Sue). One of our other dearest friends, Amy met us there so it was a reunion all over again and that was terrific. Here are a couple of pictures from that get together...
Tim and the kids
Playing basketball
On Monday, Billy had his first ball game of the season. He has grown so much as a player already. He did great in the field and even had a couple of solid, good hits. He was so pleased with himself and we were so happy for him. My mom and dad came to watch the game, though my mom ended up watching Molly on the playground equipment more than she got to watch the game. Thanks Mom...that allowed *me* to watch the game! Once again, Billy is on the Orioles. We hope they have a great season! Here's just a couple of pictures of Billy's first game...
Billy at bat
Getting ready to run
Today, Molly went to her friend Annie's house for a very special playdate. She is off from school for the vacation so Annie's mom hosted a big, Easter egg dying, cookie decorating, backyard playing playdate! It was so great to see all of the kids running around and playing. Molly had so much fun. Here's a picture of her hard at work with her eggs...
Dying eggs
The next picture was taken with one of Molly's best buddies...Eric. Eric and Molly were diagnosed on the same exact night with the same illness. They were in the ER together and from that moment on, our families became bonded. They were treated on the same protocol however Eric has an additional *year* of treatment simply because he is a boy. That seems so unfair but for some reason with ALL, boys need to be treated longer. So, we will be celebrating Eric's end of treatment next March. Molly adores Eric and actually calls him her "marrying boy". Sometimes, she even calls him "Dreamy"! What am I going to do with her?? At least if she marries him, I know he comes from a great family and Molly will love her in-laws!
Molly and Eric
As for a little bit of medical news, today I had to take Molly to an orthopedic surgeon. She "toe-walks"...which means simply that she walks up on her toes. It is unclear if all of the vincristine (chemo med) she received bothered her legs or if she would have been a "toe walker" regardless. The doctor thinks Molly should wear braces on her legs to bed each night. The braces are designed to stretch her muscles so that she able to walk more typically. The orthopedic doctor doesn't think she needs physical therapy but her pediatrician thinks she would probably benefit from it. I am going to discuss this with a physical therapist I took Molly to last week. He saw her for an evaluation and thought physical therapy would help her so I'm curious to know his view on the leg braces. It's just one more thing...
Well before I end this already too long entry, I have to say thank you so some incredible people. First, to Stacey Reich and her family. What can I say??? Stacey made me the *most beautiful* little scrapbook of pictures that I have posted on this webpage. It is unbelievable. The time, the care, the creativity...well, there are no words. Stacey, thank you, thank you and thank you again.
Mrs. Pam...you never forget us. We received the treats you just sent and both Billy and Molly were so excited. You have a heart of pure gold...thank you so much for caring so much for my kids. You are one of a kind.
Char from Project Angel Hugs...you never forget us either. You and your teen angels are incredible. You do so much to put smiles on the children's faces. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
Katherine and Kathy...you continue to make *THE MOST BEAUTIFUL* cards for Molly!! I have saved them all...they are unbelievable and so are you! Thank you so much.
Well, it's so late now that I am going to say goodnight. Tomorrow morning is Billy's spring concert and I have to do some things to get ready for it. Until I get a chance to update again, know how grateful we are to you all. I hope to update again before Easter but if I don't...Have a very blessed holiday. If you celebrate Passover, may it also be filled with peace and love.
Love, Donna
Tuesday, April 4, 2006 11:13 PM CDT Quote of the Day
"When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure."
– Peter Marshall
Hello again,
I just have to start this entry off with thanking again all of you who were there for us this past week...whether in thought, word or deed. Your compassion and support means so much to all of us and truly, we thank you from the bottom of our broken hearts.
I have been waiting to write this new entry because I have been in a "funk" (for lack of a better word) and I have been hoping to "snap out of it", but that just hasn't happened yet. It's an interesting juxtaposition....what goes on in one's head, intellectually and emotionally. We have reached the "one year mark" and have experienced the "first" of just about everything without Roly being here, with the exception of Easter, which occurred before his death since Easter was so early last year. I think that for those who have not suffered such a profound personal loss, there is an assumption that the first year is "the hardest" and that things get better...easier... as time goes on. I think I probably thought that too before Roly's death. I think that maybe subconsciously, I even thought that now. But it is simply not true. A year has passed and I have learned that life does go on. I know that I *can* and *will continue* to carry on, creating the best life I possibly can in the "here and now" for my children and myself. I know that there is still joy to be experienced and wonderful moments to seize but the void is persistent and the pain still exists, in its entirety. I guess the difference is that it is not constant, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. But it is still there and when it comes, it can knock me to my knees. I miss my husband so very much. My kids miss their dad more than they know how to express. The anniversary of his death has really stirred up some emotion for us all but especially for Billy, who until recently was rather quiet about his dad.
Billy is a child who likes to "not think about things" that cause him pain. He would rather watch television or create some interesting object out of paper cups, straws, q-tips, tape and the like rather than talk about what is on his mind. But since the anniversary, he has been really cognizant of his pain and he has been talking more. Intellectually, I know that it is good...he is sharing and seeking comfort but emotionally, it hurts so much to hear how much he misses Roly. I feel so helpless...nothing I say or do can really soothe him because what he really needs is his dad and that I cannot give him. Recently, he has asked me to lay down again with him at night to ask me questions about Roly. Many of the questions are the same ones he has asked many times before..."What was daddy's favorite flavor of ice cream"? "What TV show did he like the best"? "Did daddy like to read books"? and the like. He wants so desperately to feel connected to his dad. He also recently asked to sleep with his special quilt. It seems to give him some real comfort and peace. Again, I have to thank Lynette from Quilt Creations for making this priceless treasure. As a young widow, it is difficult to manage not only your own pain but the pain of your kids too.
There are signs all around me that life goes on...spring is here and the weather has been much warmer (though this week, it has gotten really chilly again!). The plants are showing signs of new life, it is staying lighter longer, baseball is back, etc. While life proceeds, it's just not the same as it had been before and I am beginning to realize that it never will be. I think in some ways, I am just really *beginning* to accept that this is "for keeps"...Roly is really not coming home again. There is no "getting back to normal", no matter how "normal" we all appear to others. The challenge is on to create a new normal that doesn't get rid of our pain, because honestly, I know it will not leave us. After all, in some ways the pain is directly related to how deeply we love Roly, for if we didn't care so much, we would not hurt so much. Rather, we need to create a "new normal" that embraces the pain, that allows us to co-exist with it, side by side, without it crippling us or distorting our perspectives. It is hard to make friends with something that most of us spend our lives trying to avoid. But I know, if I do not somehow befriend it, it will destroy me and I won't let that happen to me or the children.
So, on with the business of life. On Friday last week, Billy attended his first sleep-over birthday party. I wasn't sure if he could do it, but he did! He didn't go to sleep until 3 AM, but he tells me he was the third one to nod off. My poor friend Linda...she got *no sleep* with all of those rambunctious boys! Saturday, of course Billy was worn out. Molly and I went to dance and then we stayed home and watched some movies. I spent a good portion of the day cleaning the kitchen...exciting right? In the evening, our friends came by and Billy, Molly, Jenna and Melanie had a ball eating way too much popcorn and sweets as they watched the "Kids Choice Awards" on Nickelodeon. I don't know why that was such a big deal, but apparently, it was. They had a ball. Sunday, Billy went to his cousin's soccer game. Katie is a real athlete. She scored 3 out of 4 goals to win the game for her team. Molly and I did a little warehouse shopping (always dangerous...you can spend way too much money in those places in no time). Then we went to our friend's house to celebrate his birthday. Later, we ended up at my mom's for dinner.
Yesterday was interesting. I don't like to alarm anyone (especially my parents and in-laws who read this page!) so I didn't want to say anything that Molly had been complaining about not feeling well all week. She kept saying that her legs hurt and that she had a pain in her side. Then I noticed bruising on her legs. Yesterday, she got one of her world famous, gushing nosebleeds and then complained of a headache. Well, my heart was in my throat and I knew I had to take her to the clinic. Everything was fine (parents...you can stop panicking) but until I actually heard that from the nurse practitioner, I was freaking out inside. All of those things are consistent with relapse. I knew in my head, again...intellectually...that she was OK. But emotionally, forget it. I sobbed in the shower before I took her in. It seems that she has seasonal allergies and her blood work showed it. The headache and nosebleeds are probably related to that. She is probably rubbing her nose and irritating the delicate vessels. The bruising is normal, kid bruising from being so active and running around so much, which is actually a good thing! The pain in her side may have been gas, nothing was wrong with her spleen or liver. Her counts were all fine and she does not need to go back for another month, or until she freaks me out again!
Today, we met friends for lunch at a local ice cream parlor called Krichs in Massepequa. It was sooo good. The owners make all of their own chocolates for Easter and let's say that the full candy dishes I set out earlier have a good dent in them already. I think that is a place we will be visiting again!
This weekend, I am hosting a memorial dinner in Roly's honor at a local favorite restaurant. It is going to be small and intimate but very meaningful to me. Last year, I never got to be with anyone after the funeral because Molly was so ill. I am looking forward to sharing some wonderful memories and stories with our friends. Friends will be traveling to come and that means so much to me. Still others cannot make it but I know they will be with us in their own way. Please say a prayer that everyone arrives safely and that this is healing and good for us all.
Well, I guess that is the news for now. Until next time, I hope you are all happy and doing that which makes you feel fulfilled and at peace.
With love, Donna
Thursday, March 30, 2006 8:27 AM CST Good Morning everyone~
I cannot thank you all enough for the outpouring of love and support you have shown me and my family this week. I am moved beyond words. The messages in our guestbook and e-mails I received are to be treasured. So many reached out to us and it is really reassuring and comforting to know that people care so much, even for a family that many have never met in person before. Thank you, really, for caring so deeply.
I think when you live through what we are living through, you have to make some really tough choices. Certainly, without a doubt, life is not fair and bad things *do* happen to good people, in fact to really, really good people. Caringbridge is filled with testimony after testimony with regard to that statement. I think that at some point, most of us are faced with the conscious choice to embrace what we do have and be grateful for the good or become bitter, detached and really self-absorbed in the pain of life. The latter is not really an option for me...it is not what I choose. I don't want to spend the time I do have on this earth feeling sorry for myself and being so angry that I miss life's gifts. After all, it wouldn't change anything really, now would it? Roly would still be dead, Molly would still have battled cancer, I would have battled cancer too and so on. That's not to deny my *feelings* about all that has happened. Yes, I *feel* so angry about my daughter having been through hell and back because cancer invaded her toddler body. I *feel* enraged that my husband and the father to my kids died way too young in a senseless, stupid accident. I *feel* profoundly sad about all that we have lost. I *feel* anxious about the fact that our lives are steering off into a new, unplanned direction. But those are feelings to be felt, experienced and then managed so that they don't turn into *actions* that are destructive to myself or others. That is the task I face and that task includes teaching my children to be grateful, appreciative individuals *in spite* of all they have lost. This will be a life-long task.
So, yesterday for us, was another day in a string of days that requires us to manage our feelings while finding life's goodness. Billy and Molly went to school as they do every Wednesday. Afterwards, we all went to the cemetery and released some balloons with messages. We laid flowers at Roly's grave. Billy, who had not been there since the burial, was relieved to find out that zombies are not real or roaming the cemetery grounds. He was actually fascinated by the engravings on the memorial plates and was in a manner, happy to know that Roly is buried right next to his beloved grandparents, Papy and Linda. Molly helped me fill the brass vase with water, as she likes to do. We said some prayers and then went to Billy's best friend's house for dinner. Billy and his friend went to a hockey game in the evening and it was really good for him to do something (as one of my dear friends said) "life affirming". Molly and I hit Barnes and Noble on the way home and then we had a relaxed rest of the night.
About 5 arrangements of flowers and plants were sent to our home yesterday. I was so touched by everyone's thoughtfulness. The house smells wonderful and the flowers are really so uplifting and comforting. I remember after my own grandfather's death, my grandmother wouldn't allow any flowers in her home because they reminded her of my grandfather's wake. To me, that is so sad. Flowers are so very beautiful and calming. She chose to see this gift from God as a reminder of the profound pain she endured while I consciously choose otherwise. To me, flowers are precious, fleeting gifts to be valued while they are here. They are beautiful metaphors for life. Thank you everyone who sent them. It means a great deal to me.
Well, off to yet another day in a string of days. Today will be filled with mundane paperwork and everyday living tasks but that has its own rewards and comforts too. I want to ask all of you who read this page to please, do me a favor. My dear friend, Katie, who I met through my on-line support group for parents of kids with ALL is facing a difficult time. Her BEAUTIFUL little girl, Hunter, was diagnosed with leukemia around the time Molly was. Both girls had their ports out on the same day. Only for Hunter, the port removal was not the beginning of a more free life. For Hunter, that day was the cruelest and ironic of days because as her port was taken out, a last lumbar puncture was done to make sure everything was ok. Instead of finding out that things were ok, they found out that Hunter had relapsed in her central nervous system. The next day, a new port was put in and Hunter began the rigors of even harsher chemotherapy. Relapse is a tough road. Please, stop by Hunter's page and leave her incredible family a note of love and support. Hunter's mom Katie has been so dear to me throughout this past year. Even with Hunter's relapse, she sent me a really thoughtful basket of tulip bulbs to plant in honor of Roly. She is an inspiration. She has helped me so much in the past year. Now it is my turn and the turn of those willing, to help her and her family. Thank you in advance for the support you will lend.
May you all have a peaceful day.
With love and gratitude, Donna
Monday, March 27, 2006 11:30 PM CST an·ni·ver·sa·ry (n-vűrs-r) KEY
NOUN: pl. an·ni·ver·sa·ries 1. The annually recurring date of a past event, especially one of historical, national, or personal importance: a wedding anniversary; the anniversary of the founding of Rome. 2. A celebration commemorating such a date.
On Wednesday, it will be the one year "anniversary" of the date that Roly died. The day that two uniformed police officers arrived at my front door as I blew my hair dry upstairs while my children played downstairs. The day that I was asked if I "knew" a Rolando Guarton. The day I was questioned if Roly carried a BJ's Wholesale Club Card in his wallet among other things. The day I was told to sit down because a detective from NYC needed to speak with me over the phone. The day I was told my husband was killed, senselessly, horrifically as he traveled to work. The day my world exploded.
I thought nothing could have been worse than hearing Molly had leukemia but this day, the news was worse. Worse because there was no hope of things turning all right in the end. Roly was gone...just like that. Two strangers rang my bell and ended life as we knew it, in an instant. Just the night before, Roly and I had talked about repainting our basement and doing some home improvements. He put all of our Make-A-Wish pictures on a CD so I could take it to the clinic the next day to show our friends there. Just a few hours before, we spoke about what time my first patient was in the evening because Roly needed to know how to schedule his day so he could catch the right train home. And then, all that I knew ended and never before did I feel pain of that magnitude.
Immediately I thought of the kids. I had to get them out of the house...they needed to be someplace safe, someplace else while I tried to absorb what I had been told. To my dear friend Michelle, I will be forever indebted to you for dropping everything and running over here to scoop Billy and Molly away from the hell that had just begun. Even with your own child so sick with cancer, you came to our rescue. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love you for all that you did, and continue to do.
As the police spoke with me, Sheila beeped in on the phone from BJ's...did I need anything? And she left her full cart and ran out to be with me. I think she was here in seconds, if that was possible. Sheila, you have been a constant source of support and love...a friend that is so dear that no words can express how I feel towards you. Thank you for being you and holding me up more times than you knew.
My next thoughts were of Roly's parents and sister. How could I tell them? Thank you Joe for being here and making what I hope will have been the most difficult phone call of your life. May you never experience anything even remotely like that day again.
Then I called my dad...he was here in a flash too, as was my mom. Before I knew it, our neighbors and friends were filling our home. Immediately I was surrounded in love and support. The phone began ringing...I don't remember many of the calls though a few stand out. I remember vaguely speaking with Lisa, who was distraught beyond words. She was also on her way from Rochester before I even had to ask. Karine made the calls to our mutual friends. What terrible calls to be made. Thank you Karine for doing that.
The rest is somewhat of a blur. The sequence of events is off to be sure but these things did happen. I knew that I couldn't leave my kids in the dark for long. Billy knew something was very wrong. When he came home, the house was full already. I took him into my office and it was the single most painful moment of my life...to tell him the man that he loved so dearly, his dad, would not be coming home again. The sound that came out of that child was not of this world. His pain I will never, ever forget. I cannot think of it now even without being reduced to tears for my beautiful son. No child should have to bear that pain but I know from attending the bereavement groups, too many do. It is so unfair.
Since it was a Tuesday, Molly was scheduled from chemotherapy. I took her just a couple of hours after hearing the news. I knew that I would have to go to the morgue the next day and then the following days would be filled with funeral arrangements and the like. The people at the hospital were beyond wonderful. The support and love shown to us as Molly received chemo not just then, but every moment before and since cannot be described. We are very fortunate to be in such good care.
On Wednesday, I traveled to NYC with Roly's Uncle Ed and Aunt Sue. We headed to the morgue. When we arrived, we found Roly's dearest friends, Tim and Amy, waiting for us. The coroner was not ready, so we walked to a diner. The wait felt like forever. We eventually met with the coroner, Dr. Coleman. I will never forget her face or name. Eddie offered to do the identification and I gratefully agreed. I did not want to see my husband like that. I'm sure his uncle did not want to see him that way either but being the strong, loving man that he is, he put his feelings aside for me. Again, Ed, I will always be grateful and indebted to you for what you did.
Then we headed to the subway station where Roly was killed. My brother Van had already been there in the morning...videotaping everything since the platform was under construction. He had a level head about him. Thank you so much Van for looking out for us not only in our darkest moments, but every moment since. We all love you, Ro and the kids more than you know. The police station was housed within that subway station. We headed down to meet with the detective on the case. He was a kind man who seemed to genuinely want to help us. We answered questions and got the personal things that they were willing to release. Then Tim and Amy drove me back to Long Island.
In the afternoon, I went to the funeral parlor. Scenes from the HBO show "Six Feet Under" kept popping into my head, though I tried with my might to push those thoughts away. How could I be picking out a casket for my husband? The funeral home is owned by a close family friend and he was so good to us. Thank you Billy. He guided me through everything and promised me that if it was possible to have an open coffin, he would do it. It is probably surprising for most of you to hear that Roly's coffin could certainly have been open. Despite the fact that he was hit by the train, you would never have known it. But I chose to keep it closed because I felt the way he died would evoke too much curiosity and it would not have been respectful to Roly. Also, I didn't want Billy to have that image of his dad forever burned into his mind. But those close family members who wanted to see him, were able to.
People started to arrive in to town for the wake and funeral. In fact, not one of Roly's friends did not come. They came from Maryland, Massachusetts, Texas, Florida, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, New Jersey and more. I am told that more than 1300 people attended Roly's wake. The room was filled with flowers, though we asked for none. It was raining...many people stood in the parking lot on line to get in, never making it in to see me before the visiting hours ended. Roly's company rented a bus for the employees so no-one would have to drive. HE WAS (AND STILL IS) SO LOVED. I hope he knew that. He was a modest man, the one to always be there and offer the shirt off his back to help someone in need. Just a short time before he died, his best friend Tim's mom passed away. He was there with Tim each step of the way. He was the first one in the church to sit with Tim's dad the day of the funeral. That's the kind of man he was...loving, compassionate and good to the core.
On the day of the funeral, it was again rainy and cold. The church was full, and it is a big church. In fact, my friend Christine told me that as the mass before the funeral emptied out, a woman stopped her and asked if a funeral was to happen. She said yes. Then woman asked if it was someone "very important" who died. She told the woman, "Yes, someone very important".
More cars than I can count followed us to the cemetery and then we went to a restaurant to have something to eat. I unfortunately never got to sit with our friends and family members. Molly was having a medical crisis. In fact, both days of the wake, she got such horrific nosebleeds that she had to be rushed to the hospital for transfusions of FFP in order to get the bleeding to stop. Both days of the wake, I barely made it home in time to change and get to the funeral parlor. On the day of Roly's burial, Molly got yet another nosebleed that was out of control. We had to go to the emergency room, and from there, we got admitted for the night. She had bled so much that she not only needed FFP but a transfusion of red cells too. Even in the emergency room, we were surrounded by deep compassion and love. Friends were there holding our hands and by the time we got to the room, one of the best guys around, Joe, showed up with Dunkin' Donuts coffee and muffins. Joe, you have been there before it ever began and every day since. You are loved so much. Thank you for all you and your beautiful family do.
And then it began...trying to find a way to live through the pain. Everything this past year has been so difficult. It is like doing it all again for the first time. Life resembles the life we used to have yet it is substantially, qualitatively different. It is like living in a parallel universe and it is draining on every level, for all of us. We have survived this year because we are very blessed and loved by so many. There are too many to thank here but hopefully, you all know who you are. The caringbridge community has kept my sanity on more days than I can tell you. I have received so many beautiful, compassionate e-mails from people who have been there before me and truly can say, "I know how you feel. Hang on, it will get better". And it is better. But the hole in my heart is deep...the wound is open and I think it will be a wound that will not heal but one that I will have to learn to deal with for the rest of my life.
I want to leave you tonight with lyrics from a song from the musical RENT. Roly and I loved that show and I am drawn to its music, perhaps because so much of it is about loss and pain but also about healing and love.
LOVE HEALS
Like a breath of midnight air Like a lighthouse Like a prayer Like the flicker and the flare the sky reveals
Like a walk along the shore That you've walked a thousand times before Like the oceans roar Love heals
There are those who shield their hearts Those who quit before they start Who've frozen up the part of them that feels
In the dark they've lost their sight Like a ship without a star in the night But hold on tight Love heals Love heals Love heals Love heals
Love heals when pain's too much to bear When you reach out your hand And only the wind is there
When life's unfair When things like us are not to be
Love heals when you feel so small Like a grain of sand Like nothing at all
When you look out at sea That's where love will be That's where you'll find me You'll find me
So if you fear the storm ahead As you like awake in bed And there's no one, no one to stroke your head And your mind reels, you mind Your mind reels
If your face is salty wet If you're drowning in regret Just don't forget Don' forget Don't forget Don't forget Don't forget It's all right Love heals Love heals Love heals Love heals Love heals
Thank you for your love and for helping us to heal.
~Donna, Billy and Molly
Thursday, March 23, 2006 10:45 PM CST Hello everyone,
I'm very happy to tell you all that Molly continues to do really well with regard to recovering from her port-removal surgery. By the way she has been acting, you would not even know that she has a bunch of stitches in her chest! She has been dancing and running and playing. I am really happy that she is doing so well.
Yesterday, she had her first day of "Project Rise" in our school district. "Project Rise" is a kindergarten orientation program that is run primarily by the PTA. One day each week, for 6 consecutive weeks, the children who will be entering kindergarten in the fall are invited to their school to "visit" for 1 1/2 hours. They do projects, get to know the building, meet new friends, play in the gym and more! Molly was *thrilled* to go. As soon as she got out of the car, she squealed, "This is the prettiest school I ever saw!" Now, our school is pretty but I don't know about *the* prettiest school! She separated from me without an ounce of difficulty and in fact offered to be the line leader (no surprise there, eh?) When the first session was over, her "teacher" told me that she is very bright. I don't know about that but apparently, Molly gave the teachers an unsolicited, fairly detailed run down of her medical history up to and including the surgery that just took place to remove her port. She even told them about the IV she found in her hand when she woke from the operation and what it felt like and how she didn't like it! What a character! I will be praying for her real kindergarten teacher...prayers that if she is older, she can retire right after Molly or if she is young, that she already has kids of her own for fear that mine might scare her off from having her own one day! Molly is really looking forward to going to her new school again next Wednesday.
Tomorrow, Molly has an appointment with a pediatric dermatologist. She has this rash on her face that we thought might have been from one of her chemo medications. However, she has been off chemo for a couple of weeks now and the rash seems worse instead of better. In fact, she has a real irritation around her mouth and I am wondering how much the darn binky is aggravating the rash. So, yesterday I decided that enough was enough already with that thing. It is pushing her teeth out, causing a tongue thrust which is impacting Molly's articulation and now it seems to be aggravating (or causing?) a bad rash on her face. I figured that now that her port is out, even if Molly puts her hands in her mouth in lieu of the binky and gets sick, at least I'm not running to the ER. At least now, she'll just get Tylenol and see the doctor in the morning. Well, let me tell you, taking the binky away did NOT go over well in my house yesterday. Even though I told Molly she could have it when she went to sleep at night, she went absolutely *nuts* and threw the tantrum of the century when I told her she couldn't have it in the afternoon. She tried absolutely everything she could think of to get it. She pleaded, she begged, she demanded, she cried, she threatened, she screamed, she hit me, kicked me and even tried to bite me at one point! Then she resorted to trashing her room...she threw all of her stuffed animals all over the place and took a good amount of clothes off the hangers and threw them on the floor. Then she told me she "hated" me and threatened to run away from home. Then she jumped on the bed and told me she wouldn't stop until I gave her the binky. Then she walked around with a pole that holds the curtain from our puppet theater and told me she wouldn't put it down until I gave her what she wanted. Through it all, I was basically calm and reassuring...I ignored what I could, yelled when I had to, looked away and chuckled at some of her rantings, took the stick away from her, offered her a jacket if she was going to run away (after all, it was cold out) and wouldn't let her play or watch TV until she cleaned up her room (which she did, with a little help). This went on for a good hour and a half. By the end of it, she was sobbing and truly sorry and defeated. She was begging me not to go out (which broke my heart) but I had theater tickets to see the Odd Couple on Broadway and my friend was waiting for me in the car. So, I hugged her tight, kissed her tears and left for the show with a knot in my stomach and guilt on my shoulders. Once I was headed to the city, I called home and our nanny told me that Molly was just fine...smiling and watching a DVD in my bed while popcorn popped in the microwave. I swear, every gray hair on my head except a few have Molly's name on them! Today, she was *MUCH* better with regard to the binky. She really didn't ask for it until she was ready to sleep. Hopefully each day it will get a little better and easier for her. I do feel bad taking the binky away but it is hurting her now more than it is helping her. So, we'll struggle through this little "adjustment".
I am going to try to post more pictures from our Make-A-Wish trip soon. It just takes some time to resize them and upload them to a web hosting site. Perhaps in the afternoon tomorrow.
Well for now, that's the news.
Hope you all have a good day today.
Love, Donna
Monday, March 20, 2006 4:20 EST Well, there must have been many prayers offered up for Molly this morning because everything went terrificly! She is port-free! She did so well with the anesthesia and woke up without any fuss, though she didn't wake up gradually. No, not my Molly. She sat up with a start, eyes wide open and within a minute or two was complaining about the IV in her hand and asking for pumpkin soup from Au Bon Pain, the coffee shop. Since we've been home, I've done nothing but referee between Billy and her, so I would venture to say that things are back to normal! Hooray for that!
As a funny aside, I want to share my horoscope for today. I never read these things but while I was waiting for Molly to come out of surgery, the paper happened to be next to me and I opened it up and saw the horoscopes. For fun, I read it and this is what it said:
The sun moves into Aries today, so almost immediately you'll see life improve. You'll feel stronger and more in control, and the shift won't just be psychological - you really will have an edge. Today is the first day of spring, when day and night are precisely equal. In astrology, daylight symbolizes individuality and creativity; both are growing in abundance for you. The long winter is behind you, reason enough to rejoice. Better days are due.
Wow...what an interesting horoscope on all days...today!
Take care everyone and thank you so very much for your good wishes, thought and prayers. A very special thanks to Sheila and Danielle for keeping me company today and to my dad, who offered to do the same.
Love, Donna
Sunday, March 19, 2006 10:19 AM CST "The strands are all there: to the memory nothing is ever lost". -Eudora Welty
This quote is from a book I have on healing after loss by Martha Whitmore HIckman. After the quote there is a passage that reads:
When we have lost a loved one, we often experience a kind of generalized fear. Our life has been so shaken. Is anything secure? What else could be taken away?
One of the fears may well be, Will we forget? Will the memory of the life we have shared also slip away without the reinforcement of the person's presence, and the shared conversations about past times?
The shock of loss may for a time take away some of the kinder more joyous memories - or make them too painful to remember. But as we begin to feel better - not so weighted with grief - the empty spaces in the patchwork quilt of memory will begin to fill in again. It will be like finding a lost treasure - the more valuable because it slipped from sight for a while.
I have to admit, I worry sometimes about forgetting. Not that I ever could forget Roly per se but the minute details...the little things that made me smile (or frown). All that made Roly, Roly. I worry about that for the kids too, which is why I am working on memory books for them, why I asked for letters about their dad to share with them one day and why I had the special quilts made. As the anniversary of Roly's death approaches, I find myself thinking so much back to where we were one year ago.
One year ago at this time, we were an intact family. We were away in Florida, enjoying every moment of Molly's Make-A-Wish trip to Disneyworld and Universal Studios. We were blessed to be staying at the most amazing resort for "Wish Families" called Give Kids the World. Truly, we were so happy to be there and to be together. I would venture to say that almost every vacation has its "ups and downs" but honestly, this vacation was different. It was just about perfect. We were anxious about going because right before we were scheduled to leave, Molly was a bit under the weather and her counts weren't great. We almost postponed the trip but then decided that we had no guarantee that on the next date we selected, she would be feeling any different so with the doctors' blessings, we went. I thank God everyday that we did. That trip would not have been the same without Roly and instead of it being so joyful, it would have been laden with "bittersweet", as so much seems to be for our family now.
Part of the reason that the trip was so wonderful was that Roly's family was able to join us for a portion of the trip. The first few days, we were by ourselves which was great because we just needed a little time to be together, just our family. But then, Roly's parents, his sister and her family, and his Aunt Judy were able to join us for a few days in the Universal Studios parks. It was awesome to be together. It is ironic that the trip was intended to be about making Molly's wish come true (to meet the Disney Princesses) and yet it ended up being even so much more meaningful as it was the last time that we were all together. I am so grateful that it was such a happy time for all of us. Another wonderful coincidence was that Roly's first cousin, Michael and his wife Laurie and their daughter Julia were vacationing in Disney at the same time we were. Michael and Roly were very close growing up. In fact, Michael was more like a brother to Vicky and Roly than he was a cousin. Over the years, it was harder to visit with one another because we didn't live in the same state but the feeling Roly held in his heart for Michael never wavered. The last time we had seen Michael was at Molly's christening. Once Molly got ill, we didn't travel and we didn't really have guests at our home so it was a long time since we had been together. Roly was really thrilled to be able to see Michael and meet Laurie and Julia on this trip. It meant so much to all of us and again, I am just so grateful that it worked out this way.
So soon after we arrived home, Roly was killed. I was in the middle of sharing our trip on this web page when it happened and I never finished sharing the stories. I would like to share some of that with you now, partly because it was so wonderful and brings me back to the last truly joyous times we spent as a whole family. I also want to share it because the memories of those times are so precious...I don't want to forget any of it, not one moment.
So, when the last time I wrote about our trip, I was telling you that the next day, we were off to meet the Princesses for breakfast at Cinderella's castle. It was *THE* highlight of Molly's trip! It was raining so much that day but that didn't stop us. We brought Molly's beautiful Sleeping Beauty costume and changed her right before we went in to eat. Eating in the castle was really fun. The decor is really cool and the food was great too. Even though Billy didn't want to admit it, he really liked the whole experience. You know, boys who are 8 years old are just too cool to be interested in Disney Princesses (lol). For Molly, she just couldn't believe that she was in the castle and that her idols were there to touch and hug and visit with. When you are at Disney on a "Make-A-"Wish", you are really treated in a most special way. The princesses took time with Molly and were so kind. They brought her so much happiness. Here are some pictures from the breakfast. It was one of those "Magical Disney Moments":
Molly with her favorite Princess, Cinderella
Billy was not as thrilled to be dining with the Princesses as Molly was...but honestly, this picture was Billy "acting" for the camera! He actually had a good time, though he didn't want to admit it!
Billy and Molly with the Fairy Godmother
After the breakfast, we decided that it was too wet and rainy to really enjoy the Magic Kingdom so we decided to hop on over to MGM where there were many indoor things to do. We got drenched doing that but still, it was fun. Here is a picture of Roly and the kids when we arrived at MGM:
Two wet little kids! Still smiling though...
Roly was never far from Molly's side
At MGM, we did all of the things the kids would enjoy. Molly loved Playhouse Disney and the Voyage of the Little Mermaid and Billy liked some of the more exciting attractions like the Aerosmith Rockin' Rollercoaster. Roly took him on that and they had a ball. We ate lunch in the Sci-Fi Restaurant, where you feel like you are at a drive-in movie in the '50's. You sit in booths decorated like old cars and old science fiction movies are shown on a huge screen. "Stars" twinkle on the ceiling. The kids thought this restaurant was a lot of fun. Overall, we had a great day there. Here is a family picture of us from MGM meeting "The Incredibles":
After a wet day at MGM, we decided to go back to Give Kids the World for the evening. Each night at the village, there is something special going on. That night, it was Christmas! The kids got to sit on Santa's lap (and they got gifts too!) and do all kinds of Christmas crafts and activities. One special thing they did that night was to decorate big Christmas cookies with gobs and gobs of icing and lots of candy. Now both Billy and Molly loved that! Here are a couple of pictures from that activity:
Decorating Christmas cookies!!
Mmmm....that frosting was sure tasty!
Well, by the end of that day, we were all exhausted! Doing Disney is not relaxing but it sure is fun!
Until the next update, stay well and enjoy one another. Please keep Molly in your thoughts and prayers, as tomorrow she will have surgery to have her port removed. I'll update tomorrow night to let you all know how the surgery went.
With love, Donna
Wednesday, March 15, 2006 11:41 PM CST Hello everyone,
It's kind of late here but I have been so moved by everyone's kindness and all of the notes that have been left for our family recently that I couldn't go to sleep tonight until I said thank you all...again and again for your support, good wishes and compassion. What an incredible community of individuals caringbridge is comprised of!
As usual, our family has been busy. Over the weekend, we attended my cousin Christina's bridal shower in CT. What a terrific shower. It was so nice to see so many people I hadn't seen in quite some time. Molly went with me and she had a ball. While we were there, Billy went to his best buddy's birthday party. Thank goodness for our nanny Chelsea who took him there and helped us out. Later that day, Billy, Molly and I attended an incredible fundraiser at the Garden City Hotel for the "Heather on Earth Music Foundation". This organization is incredible. It funds numerous music therapy programs at various pediatric hospitals. Molly is a child who so loved the music programs offered at our hospital. Sometimes nothing else would put a smile on her face but the amazing music therapist at Schneiders, Glenn, who always managed to perk her up. The woman who created this foundation lost her daughter Heather and despite her profound grief, she created something so wonderful. She is a true inspiration to me and I only hope that when I'm ready, I too will able to turn my pain into something that will help others. By the end of the day, we were all exhausted!
On Sunday, we attended another birthday party. Boy, my kids are really the party animals now, aren't they? Then later, we went out to dinner with our dear friends, the Rosenbergs. We are so blessed to have so many who reach out to us and nurture us. Thank you all. We have the best friends.
Today, Molly went to the clinic and she was cleared for surgery on Monday. She will be having her mediport removed. Another huge step away from disease and towards health. I hate that she has to undergo anesthesia and surgery but I'll be glad when I don't have to be so concerned that a fever could be the result of an infection in her central line. It will be a relief when it is over.
Well, I began doing some per diem work for my school district. Tomorrow, bright and early, I have to do a site visit and observe a child who is up for a reevaluation for special services. It feels good to get back to working a little bit. After I finish the visit, my dad and I are taking the kids to the circus. Roly and I always used to do that and the kids always had a great time. I hope they have fun tomorrow too. Well, since it is late here, I'll say goodnight for now and from the bottom of my heart thank you all again for *everything* that you do.
With love, Donna
Thursday, March 9, 2006 10:59 PM CST Hello everyone,
First, let me begin by thanking you all...each and every one of you who cares enough about Molly and our family to check this webpage. We are so grateful to you all for your support, concern and care. The messages you leave us let us know that so many are praying and thinking of us and that really helps us get through the difficult moments. Thank you all for leaving congratulatory messages on Molly finishing her chemo! It's been a long road for our family and we truly hope that as this part of the childhood cancer journey ends, we will emerge not just tired and worn, but closer to one another and more mindful always of that which *really* matters in life. If you have not already left Molly a message in the guestbook, we would love it if you do so because I am going to print it out as a keepsake. As Molly grows up, I want her to know just how many people, near and far, cared so much for her and us. Her are a couple of pictures of Molly getting rid of all remaining chemo medications:
Chemo is nixed in 2006!
I'm so happy that I don't have to take any more dirt medicine!!
Here is a picture of Molly with the *beautiful* flowers sent to her by her Grandma and Grandpa (and Aunt, Uncle and Cousins!) in Florida. They sent them to congratulate Molly for finishing her chemotherapy and boy, was she happy to receive them. Thank you guys so much!!
So on to other things. March has already been a difficult month for our family. So far, it has been a rollercoaster of emotions and I think it will continue on that way. We are filled with the euphoria that Molly has made it to a huge milestone...the completion of her treatment...with for now, minimal negative impacts to her overall well being. She is vibrant, strong, smart and in so many ways, ready to take on the world! When I think of it, I cannot believe all that she has been through yet still, she is such a happy child who lights up our lives. We are so grateful. On the flip side, I am devastated that Roly is not here to witness this all. I know...many say to me that he *is* with us...and I am not disputing that spiritually. But selfishly, I don't want his spiritual presence. I want him here next to me physically; in a "here and now" kind of way. We began this hellish journey together and we should be coming out of it together. It makes me so sad that I can't even communicate what it really feels like not to have Roly here. At the end of the month, Roly will be dead a year. It's still hard to type the word "dead". I want to write "gone" or something like that to smooth it out but the truth...as painful as it is...is that he is dead. I still find myself asking, "How can it be?" "How did this happen"? "Why did this happen"? It sounds insane, but on some level, I still expect him to come home. I find myself thinking things like, "Wait until he sees this..." or "I'll have to explain to him how to work the new heater..." and the like. I think because Molly was still in the midst of so much treatment when Roly died that I was unable to allow it all to truly "sink in". It is beginning to now and it is so deeply painful. A year has gone by...how can that be?
In addition to the profound sadness, I am starting to feel really angry about Roly's death too. Of course, I know that it is normal and expected but it's not a state of being that I like to live in. I just can't help it now. I am mad. Mad that my kids don't have their dad. Mad that my daughter has to weep still many times each week because she misses Roly so much. Mad that she kisses pictures of her dad instead of his cheek. Mad that my son wants to spend so much time in front of the TV not thinking about anything because he doesn't want to hurt anymore. Mad that his grandfather had to take him on his first overnight camping trip with the Boy Scouts instead of his father. Mad that we spend our evenings in bereavement groups and therapy instead of a movie or a park. Mad that there's an empty chair at dinner. Mad that once the kids do fall asleep at night, I am alone with my thoughts, important and not so important. Mad that so many responsibilities fall solely on my shoulders now. Yes, I have tremendous help and support and believe me, I appreciate it all more than you know but honestly, there is no substitute for a parent...for Roly. I am just mad at it all...at the injustice of it. Mad that bad things DO happen to good people and mad that my former belief...life isn't fair...is oh so true. Personally, right now, I just cannot subscribe to the belief that "everything happens for a reason". I can find no reason for lots of occurrences in this world. I don't understand why little kids get cancer...some of them not once but repeatedly. Some after fighting with all of their might, don't survive. I don't know why amazing individuals like Dana Reeve die...someone who brought so much to our understanding of spinal cord injuries, stem cell research and lung cancer. Why her 13 -year-old son has to be left without any parents. Why my husband, a really good guy and an amazing dad, son and friend, had to lose his life in such a meaningless way? My lists of "whys" could go on for a really, really long time. I know that there are no answers to satisfy these questions, at least no satisfactory answers in this life. I am hopeful that some may be revealed in the next one...I hope the Lord has put aside a good chunk of time for me because I sure do have a lot of questions for Him. I don't blame Him at all for all we (or others) have been through but I just want to understand it. I believe that eventually, the anger may be put to some good use...that it will be "fuel" to purposefully create something good out of the horrendous. I guess it's the notion of not going through all of these things in vain. I don't know exactly how it will all unfold just yet but I believe that it will eventually come to be. Let's just call it "a work in progress". So for now, emotionally, we are all stuck on the rollercoaster...going from the thrill of the very high to the helplessness of the very low.
On a different note, we went to Florida at the end of February to visit with Roly's family. Overall, it was a good trip but we didn't get to spend much time with Roly's sister Vicky or her husband Pat. That's because the day after we got there, Pat got admitted into the hospital for high blood pressure and cardiac concerns. He's doing well now...seems to be out of danger and is getting back to himself. We are so happy about that but we sure wish we were able to enjoy his company on the boat instead of from a hospital bed. Despite that crisis, we did a bunch of really fun things on our trip. We went to Fort Meyers Beach one day and for Molly, I think it was the first day in her life that she really went into the salt water and was able to enjoy the whole experience. Both Billy and Molly made friends on the beach and we had a terrific day there. Another day, we drove to Sanibel and Captiva, where the beaches are GORGEOUS. We had dinner at a restaurant called the Mucky Duck, right on the beach and after, went outside to watch the sunset. That's where I took the picture of Molly above. Roly's aunts, uncle and cousins came from Miami to visit with us and that was great too. One night we went to a dinner show and saw "Cats". It was a really good performance but it scared Molly a little bit. Roly's mom got the tickets and at one point, Molly turned to her and said, "Grammy, this is scary! Why couldn't you have just gotten tickets to the Sound of Music?!" That had us all laughing. Another day we went to see a local basketball game where there were lots of fun activities for the kids. So, we were kept busy and we did get to see my niece and nephews a good amount, so that was truly good. Here are a few pictures from the trip. I'll try to post more when I do the next journal entry...I have a bunch!
Playing on the beach
Billy and Molly
Playing Peek-A-Boo
Cousins at sunset on Captiva
The three of us at sunset
The day after we got home was the day Molly had her last big chemo and it's been kind of non-stop since then. Both kids are going to be changing school in September to our local public school. That has been a very difficult decision for me to make, since I love the small private school Billy goes to now. But for many reasons, it seems like the right time to try a change. There has been paperwork to fill out, registration materials to complete and today, Billy visited the school. He was so excited about that visit that he could barely contain himself. The faculty and staff at the school couldn't have been nicer and more welcoming to both Billy and me. The school social worker gave me a personal, detailed tour and was just so kind. They went out of their way to help us feel comfortable and we so appreciate that. I have a good gut feeling that this is the right move for my kids.
Medically, Molly is doing well. We saw the surgeon yesterday and made an appointment to have her port removed on March 20th. When the port is out, I will *really* be relieved. Until then, any fever is treated as if the port could be the source of the infection. That means that any time Molly gets a fever, she needs to go to the hospital for blood cultures and IV antibiotics. If her counts are low, she gets admitted on to the inpatient floor. That has happened to us more times than I can count. But once the port is out, a fever is just a fever. I'll be able to give her tylenol and watch her and bring her to the doctor if need be but it won't be a rush in the middle of the night to the ER...at least I hope not! It has been such a relief to not have to give her medication every day. Up until now, I couldn't even go to sleep before midnight, as Molly had to take her last chemo pill of the day in the evening on an empty stomach. Some kids stop eating at a normal hour but Molly would often be awake and hungry (sometimes from steroids, other times...not) until late. Now, at least I can put my head on the pillow when *I* choose to.
Well, again, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for checking in and caring so much. I'll leave you with one final image to share...
Yes, I've been conned. The binky is back. And doesn't she look happy about it? Sigh...
Hope you are all well. With love, Donna
Sunday, March 5, 2006 11:35 PM UPDATE:
IT'S DONE!!!! MOLLY HAS TAKEN HER LAST CHEMOTHERAPY PILL!!! NO MORE "DIRT" MEDICINE (AS SHE CALLS IT...BECAUSE IT TASTES LIKE DIRT)!!
More to come soon but tonight, I will go to sleep happy, with tremendous gratitude in my heart and prayers that never again will Molly have to endure chemotherapy and cancer treatment. Sweet dreams to you all!!
Love, Donna
Thursday, March 2, 2006 11:04 PM CST Hello everyone, Where to begin?? Let's start with the REALLY, REALLY GOOD NEWS first! On Tuesday, Molly went to the clinic where she received her monthly dose of IV antibiotics, intrathecal (spinal) methotrexate, a bone marrow test, IV vincristine, steroids and a transfusion of FFP (fresh frozen plasma). Ok, ok...I'm getting to the GOOD NEWS part....drum roll pleeeaase....it was the LAST TIME she will have to endure these medications as part of her treatment protocol. Assuming that Molly remains in remission for the next 5 years (yes, keep praying folks...the beast needs to be kept away for 5 years before Molly will be considered "cured"), she will never have to take these drugs or endure all that she has endured again! On Sunday, she will take her last oral chemo pill! We are thrilled. Two and a half years is a long time to be on chemotherapy consistently. If Molly had been a boy, her protocol would have included an ADDITIONAL year of chemotherapy. For too many that I know, relapses occur and then the whole process can begin again, or an even harsher and truly life-threatening treatment can begin. I am just so grateful that Molly is doing well now and we are all really looking forward to life "off-treatment". We could not have gotten through any of this without all of the prayer, love, kindness, compassion and support that has been shared with us. We are *so blessed* to have *so many* who truly care. OK, you want some more GOOD NEWS?? Well I have it! Molly's bone marrow was analyzed this week using some pretty sophisticated technology to look for "Minimal Residual Disease" or "MRD". This analysis is so new and sensitive that there is still some debate about what it means if you do find minimal residual disease at the end of treatment. Well, one thing we do know, it's certainly good if you find NO MRD in the marrow and that is just what Molly's marrow showed...nothing! No minimal residual disease...nothing abnormal at all (OK, I'm knocking wood and doing every other superstitious silly thing I can think of so as to not "jinx" our great news)! It doesn't guarantee that she will never relapse but like I said before, it sure doesn't hurt to know that for now...there is nothing indicating the presence of leukemia in her body, even on a genetic level. That is a HUGE relief to me. Well, I have lots more to say but truthfully, I don't want anything to overshadow what I wrote above so for a few days at least, I'm going to leave this journal entry with "just the good". There will be time for the rest later. I really do promise that I will update again before the week is out with details and more photos from our recent trip to Florida. There is lots of other stuff that I would like to share with you all but for now, for today...it's all good.
Much love to you all, Donna
Wednesday, February 22, 2006 9:13 PM CST Hello everyone,
This is just a quick update to tell you all that we are safe and sound and doing well. We are in Florida visiting with Roly's family. Getting out of the cold in NY and entering the Florida warmth is always a treat. We took a ridiculously early flight and had to be up at 4 AM in order to make it but we did it! Now, we are all exhausted. Thankfully we will hit the beach tomorrow and then will be seeing my youngest brother and his wife. He happens to live in the same town as Roly's parents and sister. Both Billy and Molly are thrilled to be with their grandparents and the rest of the family. Roly's extended family will be coming to visit with us here over the weekend too so that should be lots of fun.
As far as the medical front goes, Molly is doing well, thank God. She has only 2 more weeks of chemo to go!! The day after we get back, she is scheduled for her last intrathecal chemotherapy (spinal tap and chemo inserted right into the spinal fluid) along with her last bone marrow exam. That is very exciting but a little scary too. Molly will also take her last round of steroids and IV chemo. She will continue on oral chemo for the week and then she should be done! Hooray! I can't believe we are almost there! Please send good thoughts and prayers our way that things continue to go smoothly. Of course, there is one little annoyance to deal with. After all of this time on chemo, *now* Molly has developed a sensitivity to one of her oral chemo drugs. She has a rash on her face that we hope will go away once she stops taking the medication. At least she doesn't have to take it too much longer.
OK, I will be in touch soon. I can't download my pictures from where I am but when I get back to NY I will have lots to share with you all!
Hope you are all having a good week.
With love, Donna
Tuesday, February 14, 2006 8:13 AM CST Hello everyone and Happy Valentine's Day,
Again, it's been way too long since I've updated. Things have been busy, busy and busy around here. Finally, it is settling down a little bit. The renovation we did is finally done...the construction is complete, the walls are painted, the new carpet is in and my new bedroom furniture has arrived. Now comes the task of cleaning the house up and putting things back where they belong. Of course, the paint needs to be touched up, since the walls got a little damaged as the carpet was being "kicked in" and furniture was coming through a narrow hallway but that's nothing compared to all we have been doing. It is good to finally be on the way to some type of order. It's a funny thing...when you are feeling out of control and not yourself on the inside, having your "outside" environment messed up is really unsettling. For me, I am always walking around feeling like something is "not right", a perpetual state of low level anxiety and sadness. It's not the way I used to live nor is it the way I want to continue to live but for now, it is what it is. Having my home feel good to me again is something I have really been looking forward to.
So, it's Valentine's Day...a day to express to those we love, our thoughts and feelings. How frustrating it is for me right now. I hate to even write that, as I don't want to sound like a whiner or one full of self-pity but if I'm going to be honest, I feel sad and frustrated that Roly is not here. Last Valentine's Day we had a stupid fight. Can you believe it? A fight on Valentine's Day. We rarely "fought" though we would discuss lots of topics but this day last year, we had an out and out arguement. I'm kind of embarrassed to admit what it was over. Those of you who are close to me already know this story. Roly brought me home a HUGE bouquet of roses on Valentine's Day. I think there had to be at least 3 dozen red roses in the bunch, maybe more. Instead of just being grateful for the flowers, I asked why he went so "big" with them. I told him I would have been happy with a single rose or a small bouquet of tulips (one of my favorite flowers). I told him this was the day florists ripped everyone off by hiking up the prices. Of course, he was hurt. Why couldn't I just have said thank you? What I was trying to say was that he didn't need to "go big" for me to know how much he loved me but that didn't come out right. And what he was trying to say was, "I love you so much I just wanted to do something extra special for you to put a smile on your face". Of course, we resolved the argument. It was over and done with by night time but I still feel guilty that I didn't just say thank you. If I had only known....but hindsight is always 20/20, isn't it?
Though I haven't written too much about the grieving process lately, I must tell you, it goes on. The pain is still so strong and intense. People tell me it will get better in time. I am beginning to realize that the pain does *not* get better in time, it stays as strong. I guess what gets a little better is my ability to manage it but it certainly exists in its entirety. I recently read Joan Didion's book, "The Year of Magical Thinking". What a very powerful, right on the mark account of grief. The best book I have read to date on the topic. She so eloquently put into words my feelings and I want to share a particularly poignant passage:
Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it. We anticipate (we know) that someone close to us could die, but we do not look beyond the few days or weeks that immediately follow such an imagined death. We misconstrue the nature of even those few days or weeks. We might expect if the death is sudden to feel shock. We do not expect this shock to be obliterative, dislocating to both body and mind. We might expect that we will be prostrate, inconsolable, crazy with loss. We do not expect to be literally crazy, cool customers who believe that their husband is about to return and need his shoes. In the version of grief we imagine, the model will be "healing". A certain forward movement will prevail. The worst days will be the earliest days. We imagine that the moment to most severely test us will be the funeral, after which this hypothetical healing will take place. When we anticipate the funeral we wonder about failing to "get through it", rise to the occasion, exhibit the "strength" that invariably gets mentioned as the correct response to death. We anticipate needing to steel ourselves for the moment: will I be able to greet people, will I be able to leave the scene, will I be able even to get dressed that day? We have no way of knowing that this will not be the issue. We have no way of knowing that the funeral itself will be anodyne, a kind of narcotic regression in which we are wrapped in the care of others and the gravity and meaning of the occasion Nor can we know ahead of the fact (and here lies the heart of the difference between grief as we imagine it and grief as it is) the unending absence that follows, the void, the very opposite of meaning, the relentless succession of moments during which we will confront the experience of meaninglessness itself.
That passage really speaks to my heart...it captures very much how I feel.
Well on to what has been happening outside of my crazy head...the activities of life that continue on. Well, since I last wrote, we got hit with one heck of a snowstorm. I didn't pay close attention to the snowfall totals but I do know that we got over a foot of snow. The storm hit on Sunday and everything was pretty much shut down that day. School was canceled yesterday but truly, the roads seem clear and fine now. Both Billy and Molly had a great time playing in the deep snow. Yesterday, my dad came and took Billy sledding. He went down the hill for more than 2 hours and just loved every minute of it. Though Molly would have enjoyed it too, I worried that it would be too rough for her so she stayed home with my mom and played games, read books and watched movies. She loves spending time with my mom doing those kinds of things. Here are the kids enjoying the snow:
Will someone turn on the lights?
I love the snow!
Last week, Molly celebrated Valentine's Day at school. There was a great party at The Morgan Center and Clifford the Big Red Dog came for a visit. Molly *loves* costumed characters so she was in her glory. Also, a very kind man came and did face painting and balloons for the kids. They all got tons of Valentines and way too much candy but a great time was had by all. Here are a couple of pictures from the party:
Look out America's Next Top Model...Here I come!
I love Clifford!
Gotta Dance!
Something else exciting happened. Just yesterday, I received Billy's and Molly's quilts! They are absolutely BEAUTIFUL! The quilts were made with Roly's clothing and the quilter, Lynette from Quilt Creations, scanned photos of the kids onto fabric which has been incorporated into the quilts. The pictures below do not do them justice but I wanted to share them with you. Billy was a little overwhelmed when he first saw his quilt...he looked at it quickly and then went on his way. But there were lots of people in the kitchen when I opened the box and I think he felt too much "on display" and too emotional to look at it with an audience. Before he went to bed though, we looked at it closely together for a long time and I know he really loves it. He asked to be covered with it when he went to sleep and then later got up and told me he wasn't comfortable sleeping with it. I asked why and he told me he was afraid he would somehow ruin it. I assured him that he wouldn't and that made him feel better. Molly loved her quilt too. She kissed the pictures of her and her dad and of course seeing it made her want him all the more. Still, I think this will be something of tremendous comfort to the kids not only now but later in their lives. I cannot thank Lynette enough for all of her hard and detailed work. I am so looking forward to seeing our family wall quilt and the ones I had ordered for Roly's mom and sister too.
Molly's Quilt
A closer look
Another view
Billy's quilt
A closer look
More quilt
Another thing happened last week that I wanted to share. The New York Post finally printed a retraction/correction of the original article it ran after Roly died. Originally, the Post ran an article claiming that Roly had committed suicide. It was a large article and it hit the stands before an autopsy had even been conducted. The Post stole a picture of Roly and Molly off of this webpage and printed it in the paper. It was so painful to us all because we knew that what they printed was wrong. Heck, even if that had been the case, how do you further hurt a family that is hurting so much?? Well, after investigating and doing the autopsy, the police and medical examiner ruled Roly's death an out and out accident. I know this to be the case as well and have been fighting with the Post through an attorney to have them correct the article. They gave us three sentences and this is what it said:
Headline: "Subway death was accident". Story: A man killed last year when he was stuck by a train at the 59th Street/Columbus Circle subway station has been ruled an accident, officials said. Rolando Guarton, 39, was killed last May 19 at 9:15 am when he was hit by a northbound C train. Both the NYPD and the Medical Examiner's Office deemed the death "accidental."
They didn't even get the date right...Roly died on March 29th, one month exactly before his 40th birthday.
I cannot believe after all of the fighting that they finally printed something...it's not what I wanted nor in the form I wanted but at least it's something in print. At least if the kids ever look up or find the first article, I have something to show them that is truthful. This is one piece that I just need to put aside for now. I do want to thank my attorney for all of her hard work to get this accomplished. I know that she stayed on it, as did another friend of mine and I am very grateful to you both.
Well, I want to wish you all from the bottom of my heart a very Happy Valentine's Day. We are all so grateful for your love and support. I feel badly that I have been unable to get my act together enough to write individual "thank you's" to everyone who deserves them but there have not been enough hours in the day lately to accomplish what I would like to do. Please know that we are *always* grateful for anything and everything you do. A special thank you to my best friend Lisa who sent me a beautiful bouquet of flowers (roses and all!) today. You may be my friend by blood but you are my sister in my heart, now and always. I love you very much and couldn't get through everything without your support and care. Thank you also to Mrs. Pam, who never forgets us and to Kathy and Katherine who continue to make the most special and beautiful cards for Molly each week. Project Angel Hugs, Stacey Reich and so many others...what can I say? Know that we so appreciate all that you do. And to everyone who takes the time to read these writings...thank you. Thank you for your interest, your care and the time you take to sign our guestbook to let us know that you are thinking of us. Caringbridge is a community unlike any other I have experienced.
With much love, Donna
Saturday, February 4, 2006 8:39 PM CST Hello everyone,
Once again, we sure have had a busy week! I have to say, Molly thoroughly enjoyed the recent manicure and pedicure she received. Last Saturday after dance class, Molly and I had a true "Girl's Day Out". We joined our friends, "Miss Nancy", Molly's teacher from The Morgan Center and her daughter, Morgan for lunch in the cutest restaurant called "Milk and Sugar", where the style is Victorian and the food is terrific. We did a little shopping on Main Street in Bay Shore and bought a few frivolous items like chocolate and M&M covered pretzels and Valentine's Day lip gloss. Afterwards, we headed to the nail salon where we all had manicures and pedicures. It was relaxing and lots of fun. Molly was thrilled with the designs she had painted on her nails and she loved the little back massage she got while her nails dried. The only problem is, now she wants to do this all of the time! Here are a few pictures of the Princess being pampered:
I love getting my toes done!
How do my nails look?
What about my toes?
That special Saturday was enjoyed not only by Molly and me but by Billy too. Of course, he would have no part of a "Girl's Day Out" but he sure enjoyed the time he spent with "Miss Nancy's" husband, Rod and their son Trevor. While the girls were out getting all dolled up, Rod, Trevor and Billy headed off to Laser Tag, a real "manly" activity! They played two games of tag and then headed to the arcade for video games and pizza. When they got home, the boys played more video games and watched cartoons. Now how's that for a dream day for a little boy? Billy had a *wonderful* time and we all can't thank our friends, the Zuchs enough for their kindness not only on that special Saturday but all of the time. You guys are the best.
Last weekend was also Billy's Pinewood Derby for Boy Scouts. The big night finally arrived and boy, was it fun. Lots of ceremonial activities occurred before the actual races, all of it building up to a frenzied excitement by the time the races started. Molly was Billy's biggest fan that evening. In fact, just before his car started down the track, she turned to a scout who was unknown to her and standing innocently behind her. She grabbed the poor boy by the scarf around his neck, drew him in close to her and said, "Listen to me...my Billy's car is racing next and when it goes, you say 'Go Billy, Go!', got it?" The poor kid! He didn't know what to say! After we stopped laughing, we had to explain to her that while it's great to cheer for your brother, intimidation tactics are not usually the way to go to rally additional support! Billy, though mortified by his sister's behavior, had a really fun time that night. He was thrilled to find out that his car tied for 2nd place in his division! He was so proud, especially given the fact that it was his first year participating. We all want to send a big thank you to Randy for helping Billy to create such a terrific, winning car! Here are a couple of pictures from that special event:
All ready for the race!
What cool looking cars!
On your mark, get set.....
The rest of the week was busy (as usual). The painters were here most days painting and everything at home has been upside down. Though the construction is done, lots of the walls cracked in the demolition of our bathrooms and that meant spackle and paint was needed in more areas than I would have liked. In fact, a good portion of the interior of the house is being painted. So of course, the pictures are off the walls, things are off shelves, the furniture is out of place and the whole house is basically a mess. However, the painters tell me that they will be done by mid-week next week. I sure hope so because the new carpet is coming on Friday and my new bedroom furniture is being delivered on Saturday. Whew! It sure is a lot to deal with. I keep telling myself it will be worth it when it is done.
Molly was seen at the clinic on Tuesday. Again, her counts were good (hooray!) and she was able to get her chemo. This week, Molly received vincristine, IV prophylactic antibiotics, dexamethasone (steroids), oral methotrexate and an oral medication called 6MP. This medication regime occurs once each month and it would be fair to say that it's not my favorite week of the month. This time around, the steroids really have affected Molly. She is eating so much and her mood has been very, very variable. Sometimes she has been sweet and loving and then in an instant, she is crying or raging uncontrollably. I know that she can't help any of this and I feel so for her. Today is the last day that she has to take the steroids so within a few days, she should be somewhat back to herself. I cannot wait. Neither can she I am sure.
Molly should be completing her treatment in about 4 more weeks. However, she has missed a decent amount of chemo during her course of treatment due to low counts and illnesses. I worry that the missed chemo could impact on her overall outcome. To quell my anxiety, I am going to go to NYC to meet with the head of the CCG (the research group which generates many of the treatment protocols our kids are on). I have sought his opinion in the past and am curious as to what his thoughts are about Molly's missed chemo and her end of treatment date. I'll let you all know what his thoughts are as soon as I know.
As for this weekend, Molly went to dance today and after, Billy, Molly and I went to his Boy Scout Blue and Gold Dinner. There, Billy and his pact got various badges and awards. There was a "mad science" show, where a couple of people came and did some really neat science experiments with dry ice, bubbles and things like that. All of the kids thought it was great. Molly and Billy got called up to assist with the same experiment and they were not even sitting near each other when they got selected. They were both very funny. Molly had the adults laughing hysterically just with her mannerisms and comments. When the demonstration was over and I told the kids to look at me for a picture, Molly threw her head back and gave me a real pose. That had everyone in stitches.
Tomorrow is Superbowl Sunday. We were invited to 2 parties and intend to go to both, at least for a little while. Since Chelsea (our nanny) is from Seattle, I guess we should be routing for them but being an East coast girl, I think the Steelers are going to have my cheers.
On a more serious note, another child from Molly's school relapsed this past week. Kendall has neuroblastoma (the same cancer as "Alex" from "Alex's Lemonade Stand") and the news of a relapse has been devastating to all of us. Please, I am asking all of you who pray, please keep Kendall and his family in your prayers. Please ask God to guide his family to that which is best for him and to help cure him of this awful disease. For those of you who are so inclined, could you leave Kendall's mom, Aimee a note of support and encouragement in their guestbook? You would be surprised to know how much a few words of encouragement can help when you're having a rough time. I'm sure Aimee and her family would appreciate it.
Love, Donna
Thursday, January 26, 2006 11:09 PM CST Well, I guess the caption under Molly's home page picture just about says it all. While she was all "gung ho" to give up that binky initially, she is sure struggling to "stick with the program". I keep telling her to just admit that she's powerless over the binky...after all, it's the first step in a much needed 12 step recovery program, isn't it? But alas, she is just not willing to do that yet! Truth be told, she has been pretty good with not having it during the day. Only once or twice did I catch her sneaking up to her room to get a few quick sucks off the binky she had stashed under the covers of her bed. Now that *I* have the hidden stash, she seems to be coming through the withdrawal and is doing a little better. Cold turkey sure is hard sometimes, isn't it?
Other than the binky drama, Molly seems to be doing well overall. We had her clinic appointment on Tuesday and all of her counts were good. It seems that the "Binky Fairy" got wind of Molly's efforts and brought her a gift to the clinic...none other than a talking Disney Princess mirror! Now, does it get any better than that?! I think not! Molly was so pleased with her gift...we want to thank that "Binky Fairy" very much for thinking of Molly!!
Molly has been going to school at the Morgan Center three times each week and just loves that. I am thinking of sending her to day camp for a few hours a couple of times each week during the summer. She is such a social child that I think she would LOVE to be with other kids more. By then, her port should be out and hopefully, her immune system will be on the road to recovery. Finding the "right" camp that will meet her needs is something I am going to have to spend a little time investigating.
As for the recent activities, over the weekend, Molly and I went to see the Disney Princesses on Ice while Billy attended a "pot luck" dinner at his school with my parents to raise money for children impacted by Hurricane Katrina. Molly had such a great time at the ice show while Billy thoroughly enjoyed his event. The ice show for Molly was a dream come true...ALL of the Disney Princesses on ice...and then, a whole second act that was devoted to none other than Cinderella. She must have said "thank you" spontaneously to me at least a dozen times complete with hugs and kisses. She went dressed in her Sleeping Beauty costume while her cousin Savannah went dressed as Cinderella. Her other cousin Jesse went as the most handsome prince of all. It was so nice to spend the evening with my first cousin, Chrissy and her kids. Thanks Chrissy for getting the tickets and for all that you have done to "be there" for each of us. We love you guys.
So, even though we had a wonderful time at the ice show, of course, we couldn't get through the show without reminders that Molly has leukemia and that Roly died. Right there in the middle of the show, Molly got a nosebleed. Darn those things! It wasn't the worst but it was there nonetheless so for a while, Molly had to watch the skaters as I held tissues to her nose while I pinched it to try to get the bleeding to stop. It took a little while but it did eventually stop bleeding. That was "Reminder Number 1". "Reminder Number 2" came as we were watching the "Beauty and the Beast" segment. Everything was going along fine until the point when Gaston "slays" the Beast. As the Beast lay there dying, Molly turns to me in an alarmed and almost panicked manner and says, "My dad died! Why did my dad die? I want my daddy to come back!" and then came the tears. It caught me so off guard because just a few minutes earlier she was laughing her head off and cheering. And so it goes not only for Molly but for all of us. We seem to be going along fine, maybe even better than fine and then BOOM!! Right out of "nowhere" we are faced with a sight or sound or smell that brings the pain back in full force. You just never know when or where or how grief will rear its ugly head and I have no satisfying answers for myself or the kids. It's such a source of frustration and pain.
Some of you have asked how the our little construction project is going. Well, the construction is done (hooray!) Our bathrooms look terrific and my bedroom is getting its own "extreme makeover". Just today, the painter came and I can honestly say that I like the new color of my room (kind of like a warm, somewhat rich latte color). Once the painting is all done, new carpeting will go down and finally the new furniture will be delivered. It's been hard to let go of so many things...the most recent being our bedroom furniture but I am looking forward to finally going into my bedroom without being hit with Roly's absence. It's hard to explain but until I started doing the room over, every time I went in to go to sleep I would find myself focused on *his* dresser, *his* nightstand, *his* side of the bed and it was such a harsh reminder that I would not be sleeping next to *him* . I truly had no particular attachment to the furniture other than the fact that Roly and I shared it. We bought it at a tag sale right before we were married and always wanted to get around to replacing it with a new set of our choosing. It makes me sad that Roly and I didn't get to do that. Somehow the new bedroom is a symbolic representation to me of a new chapter in my life. As much as I don't want to go on without Roly by my side, I know that I must and I have to find a way to live again and not just exist for the sake of the kids. I have a feeling that will take quite some time but I'm working on it.
I wanted to share something very important to me with all of you, especially those of you who know me and the kids and those of you who loved Roly. I had asked a while back for letters to my kids about Roly...anything that might help them to know what kind of person their dad was...anything that would help them as they grow to feel connected to him. Truly, I don't think there is anything more important to me with regard to helping my kids heal and adjust than to help them always maintain a closeness and a bond to their dad. These precious letters will do just that. They are an invaluable gift to us all. They don't have to be worthy of a Nobel prize...they don't have to be long...they just have to be from your hearts. To those of you who have sent me letters, thank you a thousand times over. To those of you thinking of writing something, thank you in advance and please, don't agonize over this...just send something. I know it will be so treasured by us all.
Roly's dear friend Jeanne sent this to me today and she said it would be OK to share it. I was so deeply touched by what she wrote about Roly...she captured his essence and I hope it helps some of you who didn't have the privilege of knowing him, get a better sense of who he was. I hope it inspires those of you who haven't written yet, to please send us something.
Here's Jeanne's letter:
Dear Billy and Molly,
I find myself sitting on a long airplane ride, thinking about you and your family. I wonder how you are and how this could possibly have happened. I keep trying to understand it but I don't have any answers. Sometimes we lose people we love so much that we think the world must stop, that time must stand still. Life can't possibly go on without them. I feel this way too because I lost my father this year. But life does go on and the most important thing we can do is to keep Roly in our memory and try to be the kind of person he was, because he was a kind, sincere, fun, loving, and loyal person. He was one of a kind your Dad.
Roly and I worked together at a previous job. I got on the train in Seaford and him in Bellmore. Sometimes we would see each other in the morning and chat on the way into New York City, but he was usually at work much earlier than I. I tend to be late and he was usually on time. We often traveled home together on the 5:40 PM train home. Roly would tell everyone in the office that he liked taking the train with me because I always gave him funny stories to tell at work the next day to get everyone laughing. I have to admit that it was true. I was either telling him about the latest drama in my life or getting in an argument with the guy who tried to steal my regular seat on the train. But he always listened and somehow he had the ability to turn almost any situation into a funny one. It is really a gift to be able to do that.
I remember coming home from work several weeks after my father’s funeral and there was a message on the answering machine from Roly. He was shocked to hear that my father had died and was upset that he hadn't known. He said how sorry he was and that he would have been there for me had he known. The fact is I have no doubt that he would have been there. That was just the type of guy he was. He left this message right before you left on your trip to Disney World. I never had a chance to talk to him again.
This is just one of many memories I have of your father, but the most important thing I remember is how excited he was to have children and how much he loved being a father to you both. Billy, he got such a kick out of you and was so proud of the boy you turned out to be. Molly, the baby girl that stole his heart and showed the kind of courage that would amaze any parent. He loved you both so much.
I remember his door at work, every inch of it covered with pictures of you both. I remember him telling me when I was pregnant that having children was the best feeling in the world and he knew I would just love being a Mom. He was right!
Over the years, I got to know your Dad and this is it in a nutshell. He was the person that would hail you a taxi, hold open a door for you, give up his seat on the train for you, pick up your bag when you tripped walking to work, tell you a joke when you didn't feel like laughing, offer you a ride if it was raining, and call you to say how sorry he was when he heard that your Dad died. I regret that I never had a chance to talk to him again. To tell him how sorry I am that I didn't call to tell him my sad news and to give him a chance to be there.
I have a 6 month old daughter. I now understand how much your Dad loved you in a way that I could not fully understand until I had a child of my own. It is a love so strong that even death cannot break its bond. Your fathers love is so strong that it will be with you for the rest of your life. He will be with you on your graduation day, on your wedding day, and when you have your own children someday. His love will stay in your heart for the rest of your life.
Love, Jeanne
Well, I guess that about says it all for now.
With much love,
Donna
Tuesday, January 17, 2006 4:30 PM CST Hi everyone, We just got home a few minutes ago from the clinic. Thankfully, everything was fine. Molly's ANC was in the high 800's, which is within the desired range. She will continue on her regular dose of oral chemo this week. Also thankfully, she did not require another IVIG transfusion. Her IGG levels (immune function) have been dropping but are not low enough yet to get transfused. They will be rechecked next week. We had an exciting event happen in the Guarton household last week. Molly decided that it was time to give up her binky! Those of you who know her *know* how attached she is to her binky so you can imagine my shock when she came up the stairs one morning and just spit the binky into the garbage! When I asked why, she told me that she was done with it. She said that Billy called her a baby and she is NOT a baby so she decided to give up the binky! Heck, if I knew all I had to do was call her names to give the thing up, I would have done it a long time ago! Way to go Billy! Now, saying goodbye to the binky was not actually that simple. She had to ceremoniously suck each binky before she spit it out into the garbage. Then, Molly decided that she wanted a "bye bye binky" party...that night to celebrate the event. She insisted on baking and decorating a cake with Chelsea. She sent me to the party store to get paper goods, hats and yes, goodie bags. (Yes, I am wrapped around her little finger...I did it!) Then she invited her "guests" (my mom and dad and Chelsea's friend Becky). We ate tacos and then, out came the cake. We sang..."Bye, bye binky...Bye, bye binky...Bye, bye Binky....We hate to see you go!" Then, Molly blew out her candles that spelled out "CONGRATULATIONS" and she opened the little gift I got her. It was fun. Here she is all excited about blowing out the candles:
Here's Billy having a great time at her party:
And then...came bedtime! Do you think that all of that hoopla prevented "La Princessa" from asking for....YES....THE BINKY?!!! NOOOOOOO! So the asking turned to demanding which turned to pleading and then begging and finally, real tears. Yes, I am an ineffective parent and caved...I gave her the binky (of course I saved a few...I know my daughter!) But only for sleeping at bedtime. So far, Molly has stuck to that agreement. She goes all day without it and at bedtime, I let her have it. Even that is a HUGE accomplishment for Molly. She used to walk around with it in her mouth all of the time. A long while ago, I told Molly when she gave up the binky, I would take her to Build A Bear (since she LOVES it there). Well, she remembered. Yes, I should have told her that when she gave it up at night I would take her but instead I just said, "OK" and so we went. This is where being the parent of a child with cancer gets tricky. If Molly had not been sick, well I probably would have made her wait. But I can't help but think of all she has been through. I can't really shake the fear of relapse either and so I find myself saying things to myself like, "What the heck...let her enjoy this now while she is doing well and able to enjoy it. You never know what tomorrow can bring". I see way too much at our clinic to know that everything can change in an instant. Believe me, I don't spoil her rotten but she is more indulged than she would have been had things been different. But then again, she has been through so much more than most kids her age and so I can't help but feel that if something like a trip to Build A Bear will make her happy, then why not.
Build a Bear is always fun!
I've named this bear "Lovey" because I love her so much! As for other happenings, we had the pleasure of going to an Islander hockey game this week. I say "the pleasure" because the Islanders got creamed by Vancouver and we are Ranger fans! We went with friends from the Morgan Center and it was really a fun night, despite torrential rain that soaked us through. It was Molly's first game and she really had a ball. She cheered the whole night long! The next morning, we woke to snow and bitter cold. The kids wanted to go out to play, which they did but it was really too cold to stay out for long. Billy came in first and Molly followed later. She loved making snow angels and having a "snow fight" as she calls it. We walked around the corner to our friends' home and the kids played with their friends, Melissa and Brianna. Melissa's mom is a teacher at Molly's school and Molly adores her. We ended up spending a good part of the day with our friends and that was terrific. Then next day, Billy's friends from school came over for a playdate. He was so happy about that. Molly was too. She thinks she is always part of the action. Tonight I am going out to dinner with my friend Sheila to celebrate her birthday, which was last week. She is a dear friend and Molly's main directed blood donor. I am really looking forward to getting out a little. As for my New Year's resolutions, things are starting to come together a little bit. I am getting more organized and routined and that is good. Last year I read a book by a woman known as the "Fly Lady". She helps people who are living in CHAOS (Can't Have Anyone Over Syndrome) find their way back to peace and organization. Truthfully, my home has never really been in that state (well...maybe when I'm decorating for the holidays or while we've been under construction...lol) but a lot of her ideas and methods make good sense and help to create good habits. I started to read her book again (called "Sink Reflections") and it has motivated me to really get rid of any excess stuff that clutters the house and doesn't bring us joy. So, my big goal is by the time I go back to work full-time in September, my house will be in great shape, repairs and updates will be done, drawers and closets will be cleaned out, etc. This way, when I am home with the kids, I am spending quality time with them instead doing chores and extra housework. Well, I guess that is the news for now. I wanted to mention that a mom named Robyn Raphael, the Northern California St. Baldrick's organizer, was featured on the Today show as a nominee to become the "Godmother" of the newest and largest Royal Caribbean Cruise Ship. Robyn, who was among 6000 women nominated, became one of the final three contestants based upon her tireless dedication to childhood cancer research. After losing her son, Keaton, 8 years ago to childhood cancer, she established the Keaton Raphael Memorial, and has spent countless hours raising money for the cause. The winner will be determined based on votes cast on the Today show website. You can cast your vote prior to 9:00 PM EST, Friday, January 20, 2006. The winner will be announced during NBC’s Olympic coverage in February. Robyn's nomination has already introduced millions of people to the cause of childhood cancer. However, if she is chosen as the winner, the opportunity for sharing the need for greater funding for childhood cancer research will be heard by millions more. Please vote for her today! Hope you are all having a great week. Love, Donna
PS: I want to thank "Angels on Earth" from the bottom of my heart for all of the beautiful and fun cards you sent my kids this week! Billy and Molly both LOVED these cards so much! Thank you for your kindness and generosity!
Wednesday, January 11, 2006 6:22 AM CST Hello everyone,
Each week on Tuesday, Molly is seen at our clinic. She has her blood counts done and is typically seen by her doctor for the "once over". Sometimes she receives chemo, blood products or preventative IV antibiotics. She is so comfortable at the clinic...known to everyone and really loved by all too. We are very lucky to be treated in a place that cares so much for its kids. Because of the excellent care we receive at our hospital, we put up with ridiculously long waits and over-crowded conditions. It is worth it to us.
Yesterday, Molly was seen and all was well. Her counts were up...as expected since she just completed a round of dexamethasone, a steroid that when given in big enough doses, acts to kill cancer cells. Steroids tend to raise one's white blood cell count. Also as expected, Molly's hemoglobin was down a bit due to the many nosebleeds she has had this week. Her physical exam was fine...she is growing so much and developing beautifully. Today, I spoke to Molly's oncologist about the fact that soon, she will complete her chemotherapy protocol. According to our calculations, Molly's last spinal tap and intrathecal chemotherapy will be on February 28th. Her last day to take oral chemotherapy is scheduled for March 7th. I cannot believe that the end of this part of Molly's journey is so close. It is both uplifting and terrifying at the same time.
I think that parents of kids with cancer convince themselves that as long as their kids are on treatment, the cancer is being "kept away". It's like the chemo protocol is a huge, strong army comprised of many components that just fight, fight and fight those bad cells some more. The thought of that "protection" being taken away is really very frightening. No-one want to think of relapse yet it's hard not to worry about. Two weeks ago, one of our little friends from the Morgan Center relapsed just 3 months off treatment. Her mom told me that she felt like the last years spent on chemotherapy were all for nothing...that they were back to square one or worse. It can make one feel weak in the knees and ill all over.
I am trying very hard to stay optimistic and positive but truthfully, I am scared and conflicted about treatment ending. Molly initially presented with a very high WBC count and that put her into a category of being at "high risk" for relapse. Because of that, she has been treated aggressively. I have to believe that the tremendous amount of chemotherapy she endured has made a significant difference and has "cured" her of this disease but that is something I will not be able to state with confidence for at least another five years. So until then and beyond, I will keep praying and will keep my fingers crossed that all goes well for my little girl.
As the end of Molly's treatment comes nearer, I keep thinking of how unfair it is that Roly is not here to witness this. How he should be by my side and holding his daughter the day of that last spinal tap. How he should be with us to flush the extra pills down the toilet. How he should be sitting with me in the surgical waiting area on the day she has her port removed. We started this hellish journey together...we should be completing it together. It just makes me so damn mad that he is not here. Yes, I have lots of support and help and the best family and amazing friends but it is not the same as sharing this with my husband. Roly loved Molly as I do...in a way that only a parent can experience. It feels so lonely without him and that loneliness is more pronounced as Molly gets closer to completing her protocol. It will be yet another big adjustment for us...how do we live "off-treatment" while still trying to adjust to living without Roly? I have to figure it out without the overt support and love of my husband. I am sure that I will do it because really, I have no other choice but how I wish that Roly was here to share all of this with me. I feel rather cheated...we "signed up" for parenting as a team...not as individuals. I want my teammate back.
Since the new year rang in, we have been working really hard to get some sense of normalcy and predictability back into our lives. We are trying to get on a more structured schedule at home and I am trying to get some routines set so we are not "flying by the seat of our pants" so often. I have relied a great deal on my parents for their help and I will be forever grateful for it but I have come to the realization that this is it...this is our lives now. Roly is not coming home. He is not on a long business trip. He is not working late. The miserable truth is that he will never come through our front door again and that has been so hard for me to admit and accept. I have to learn how to live again...how to care for my kids without my own mom and dad being at my house each day. My kids have to know that they can depend on me...that I can and will take care of them. It is time for Grandma and Grandpa to resume their roles as grandparents...to play with the kids, spoil them, to do all the stuff that grandparents do without having to also assume parental responsibilities...at least not on a regular basis. I know I cannot "resolve" my grief away but I am so tired of being sad that I am trying very hard to "act as if" things are not as hard as they really are. It is my hope that one day, the "act" won't be so much an act and more of a truth but for now, it's pretty much an act. Believe me, I am not going into denial about my pain or anything of that nature. We are all still going to bereavement counseling and therapy and we all have our very difficult moments each day but I just can't live in a miserable state for *most* of the day each day. I have to start somewhere and I guess acting "as if" it was better is at least a place to start.
So, although I have never been one who's put a lot of stock into "resolutions", this year I resolve to find some genuine joy in living again. I resolve to continue to help my kids heal and find their own joy. I resolve to give my parents back the joy of being grandparents and some time for themselves as well as for my nieces and siblings. I resolve to create yet another "new normal" that we will all be comfortable with. I know it will be a journey that consists of a few steps forward and many steps back, but with all of your continued support, love and prayers, we will get there...one step at a time.
Here's to hoping that the start of your new year is going in the direction you desire.
With love, Donna
Wednesday, January 4, 2006 9:09 PM CST Hello to everyone and Happy New Year!
It feels like it's been so long since I've been "in touch" with you all! We are now safely home in Long Island and I am happy to tell you that we had a terrific time in Rochester...just what the doctor ordered for me and the kids. We stayed with my dearest friend, Lisa, her husband Randy and their kids, Matthew and Caroline. It was soooo good to be with them all. We did a lot of relaxing and it was just really good to spend time with friends so dear. With Randy's expert help, Billy was able to create an awesome pinewood derby car for Boy Scouts. He made his car in the shape of a bowling pin and created a little bowling ball to sit on top of the car like a driver. It is so perfect for him, as he loves to bowl. Here are a couple of pictures of his car and the creation of it:
Both Billy and Molly had so much fun playing all sorts of games with Matthew and Caroline. Molly created a new fantasy game during our visit...she called it, "What a Queen Needs". The whole premise of this pretend game is that Molly, the Queen of course, tells everyone else what she needs and they then get it for her. Those of you who know Molly, know this is just the perfect game for her. Matthew and Caroline were great sports to play it with her! All of the kids also put on a few dance shows for us and there was lots of silliness going around. We all enjoyed watching some DVDs of old Brady Bunch episodes as well as episodes of Mork and Mindy.
On New Years eve, we enjoyed the company of Lisa's neighbors following a great dinner. There was lots of eating and even apple martinis. By the time "the ball" dropped in Times Square, most everyone was happy and ringing in the New Year with kisses and hugs. However, Billy was very sad when the clock struck twelve. It was really hard for him to let 2005 slip away, as he told me that it was the last year his dad was alive and he wanted it to go on and not end. I certainly understood where he was coming from. Billy is not one who likes change of any sort but this was especially difficult for him. Seeing the kids in pain breaks my heart and this was one of those very hard moments for me. Eventually, Billy was able to let some of his sadness go and partake in the festivities,even if it was half-hearted. The night ended with Randy bringing out a collection of vinyl records (45's) and playing songs like "Monster Mash" and "Kung Fu Fighting". Everyone had fun dancing and singing along to those.
One other really special thing that we did during our visit was go to one of the best children's museums in the world...Strong Museum. The museum was so amazing in something that it did for us. Since a place like Strong is really a "germ fest", especially this time of year and during the school break, it was not a great idea to take Molly and expose her to so much potential illness. We phoned Strong and asked if they would let us in an hour before the museum actually opened so Molly could spend some time there before it got crowded. Not only did they agree to that, they treated us all to our entrance fees and provided us with a personal guide named Karen to take us around and answer all of our questions! Now how's that for making an accommodation?! I just couldn't believe their generosity and have to get to work on a special thank you note to them.
Molly and Billy *LOVED* being at Strong Museum so much! There, they have so many terrific exhibits like a kid-sized supermarket that Molly could "shop in", a pretend post office, a re-creation of the set of Sesame Street, a really cool dance area, a turn of the century play house complete with American Girl dress up clothes, and much, much more! Here are a few pictures from that special morning:
To Lisa and Randy, thank you guys so very much for your hospitality and tender loving care of all of us. You are just awesome friends and my only regret is that we don't live closer and get to visit in person more often.
Well, I promised I would fill you in on how Christmas went so here is the "cliff note" version. As expected, the holidays were very hard without having Roly here to celebrate them with us. It was busy though and I tried to stay as active as I could to not think too much about our profound loss for fear that if I stopped for long, I wouldn't be able to get going again. Christmas Eve was spent at my brother Van's house and that has been our tradition for some time now. It was really nice...everything was done beautifully. The food was great, Santa paid us all a visit and the cousins had lots of time to play with one another and show off some of their new gifts. After the get together, my parents accompanied us home and slept over. I am so grateful that they did that, as I was not looking forward to waking up "alone" on Christmas morning without Roly by my side. Having Grandma and Grandpa here made it more festive and special for the kids and that helped me to feel a little better.
As you can imagine, Billy and Molly were the recipients of *WAY TOO MANY* gifts this year! So many incredible and giving people thought of us and it warmed my heart to know that so many care. I've joked that the UPS man and I are on a first name basis since he's paid us so many visits recently! We cannot thank *EVERYONE* enough for the kindness extended to us. The prayers offered this holiday season mean so much to me. To all of you who thought of us and prayed for us, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Lots of people also went out of their way to send Billy and Molly some special trinkets and gifts. I can tell you that they were truly thrilled with each and every package they opened. If material things could heal one's broken heart, then my kids would be healed many times over by now. Just to give you an example of how kind people are, I want to tell you about something that a local family did for us by helping "Santa" to bring some very special things to the kids and me. This woman, Patti and her siblings decided a few years ago instead of exchanging gifts with one another, they would pool their gift money and do something special for someone else. Well, this year, they decided to brighten our Christmas and we will never forget what they did. They helped Santa bring Molly a real, life-size Barbie Jeep, a bike for Billy and lots of treats and gift certificates for me! Their selflessness will be with me always and like so many of you, they truly embodied what the holiday season is about...giving rather than receiving. It never ceases to amaze me that just when I feel like I cannot go on or am too tired to do another thing, there is someone there to remind me that the world is FULL of incredible, generous, loving, caring and compassionate people. Thank you all for making an oh-so-difficult journey more bearable. You have no idea how much we are all helped by your kindness.
So, here is the "Christmas Photo Gallery". I hope you enjoy some of these photos.
May 2006 be a great year for us all...may it bring healing and hope, peace and love, happiness and good health to us all.
With much love, Donna
Both Billy and Molly had so much fun playing all sorts of games with Matthew and Caroline. Molly created a new fantasy game during our visit...she called it, "What a Queen Needs". The whole premise of this pretend game is that Molly, the Queen of course, tells everyone else what she needs and they then get it for her. Those of you who know Molly, know this is just the perfect game for her. Matthew and Caroline were great sports to play it with her! All of the kids also put on a few dance shows for us and there was lots of silliness going around. We all enjoyed watching some DVDs of old Brady Bunch episodes as well as episodes of Mork and Mindy.
On New Years eve, we enjoyed the company of Lisa's neighbors following a great dinner. There was lots of eating and even apple martinis. By the time "the ball" dropped in Times Square, most everyone was happy and ringing in the New Year with kisses and hugs. However, Billy was very sad when the clock struck twelve. It was really hard for him to let 2005 slip away, as he told me that it was the last year his dad was alive and he wanted it to go on and not end. I certainly understood where he was coming from. Billy is not one who likes change of any sort but this was especially difficult for him. Seeing the kids in pain breaks my heart and this was one of those very hard moments for me. Eventually, Billy was able to let some of his sadness go and partake in the festivities,even if it was half-hearted. The night ended with Randy bringing out a collection of vinyl records (45's) and playing songs like "Monster Mash" and "Kung Fu Fighting". Everyone had fun dancing and singing along to those.
One other really special thing that we did during our visit was go to one of the best children's museums in the world...Strong Museum. The museum was so amazing in something that it did for us. Since a place like Strong is really a "germ fest", especially this time of year and during the school break, it was not a great idea to take Molly and expose her to so much potential illness. We phoned Strong and asked if they would let us in an hour before the museum actually opened so Molly could spend some time there before it got crowded. Not only did they agree to that, they treated us all to our entrance fees and provided us with a personal guide named Karen to take us around and answer all of our questions! Now how's that for making an accommodation?! I just couldn't believe their generosity and have to get to work on a special thank you note to them.
Molly and Billy *LOVED* being at Strong Museum so much! There, they have so many terrific exhibits like a kid-sized supermarket that Molly could "shop in", a pretend post office, a re-creation of the set of Sesame Street, a really cool dance area, a turn of the century play house complete with American Girl dress up clothes, and much, much more! Here are a few pictures from that special morning:
To Lisa and Randy, thank you guys so very much for your hospitality and tender loving care of all of us. You are just awesome friends and my only regret is that we don't live closer and get to visit in person more often.
Well, I promised I would fill you in on how Christmas went so here is the "cliff note" version. As expected, the holidays were very hard without having Roly here to celebrate them with us. It was busy though and I tried to stay as active as I could to not think too much about our profound loss for fear that if I stopped for long, I wouldn't be able to get going again. Christmas Eve was spent at my brother Van's house and that has been our tradition for some time now. It was really nice...everything was done beautifully. The food was great, Santa paid us all a visit and the cousins had lots of time to play with one another and show off some of their new gifts. After the get together, my parents accompanied us home and slept over. I am so grateful that they did that, as I was not looking forward to waking up "alone" on Christmas morning without Roly by my side. Having Grandma and Grandpa here made it more festive and special for the kids and that helped me to feel a little better.
As you can imagine, Billy and Molly were the recipients of *WAY TOO MANY* gifts this year! So many incredible and giving people thought of us and it warmed my heart to know that so many care. I've joked that the UPS man and I are on a first name basis since he's paid us so many visits recently! We cannot thank *EVERYONE* enough for the kindness extended to us. The prayers offered this holiday season mean so much to me. To all of you who thought of us and prayed for us, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Lots of people also went out of their way to send Billy and Molly some special trinkets and gifts. I can tell you that they were truly thrilled with each and every package they opened. If material things could heal one's broken heart, then my kids would be healed many times over by now. Just to give you an example of how kind people are, I want to tell you about something that a local family did for us by helping "Santa" to bring some very special things to the kids and me. This woman, Patti and her siblings decided a few years ago instead of exchanging gifts with one another, they would pool their gift money and do something special for someone else. Well, this year, they decided to brighten our Christmas and we will never forget what they did. They helped Santa bring Molly a real, life-size Barbie Jeep, a bike for Billy and lots of treats and gift certificates for me! Their selflessness will be with me always and like so many of you, they truly embodied what the holiday season is about...giving rather than receiving. It never ceases to amaze me that just when I feel like I cannot go on or am too tired to do another thing, there is someone there to remind me that the world is FULL of incredible, generous, loving, caring and compassionate people. Thank you all for making an oh-so-difficult journey more bearable. You have no idea how much we are all helped by your kindness.
So, here is the "Christmas Photo Gallery". I hope you enjoy some of these photos.
May 2006 be a great year for us all...may it bring healing and hope, peace and love, happiness and good health to us all.
With much love, Donna
Friday, December 30, 2005 1:06 PM CST Hello everyone,
I hope you all had a really wonderful holiday and are looking forward to 2006. I know we are hopeful that 2006 will be a good year for us all.
We made all made it through Christmas and had lots of happy moments, though of course, Roly was greatly missed. That is actually the understatement of the century. I will post next week with lots of pictures and details about the holiday but right now, we are in Rochester, NY at my dearest friend's home. Molly's counts came up after a week of no chemo so we were able to travel and for that, I am sooo grateful. I didn't have an opportunity to download all of my photos from Christmas (of which there are many...lol) before we left so I will do it when I get home.
For now, we plan to enjoy our visit and the change of scenery. Billy will be working on his pinewood derby car for cub scouts and Lisa and I will be hitting the scrapbook store...at least to browse around if nothing else.
To all of you, my most heartfelt wishes for a New Year filled with good health, peace, love and happinenss for you all.
Love, Donna
Saturday, December 24, 2005 7:21 AM CST Hello everyone,
I am going to keep this entry short and sweet. From the bottom of my heart, I wish each and every one of you peace and joy this Christmas and holiday season. We are going forward with the holidays in the best way that we can.
Tonight, we will be with my brother's family and tomorrow, we will be home. My brother will join us and my parents will be sleeping over tonight.
There is still more wrapping to do and things to get ready. I did not bake one cookie this year...that is a first for me. Oh well, perhaps next year.
Molly is neutropenic, which means her white blood cell count is too low to continue with her chemo right now. It also means that she is very susceptible to infection. Please pray that she remains healthy among all of the cousins and company. I just cannot isolate her on Christmas, especially this Christmas.
I'll update as soon as the festivities are over and will let you know how it all went.
To all of the incredible angels out there who have been so kind to my family always but especially during the holidays, I thank you a million times over. The packages, cards, sweets and treats have been overwhelming. It is comforting to know that so many people do care and I just wish there was some way that I could adequately convey our gratitude and appreciation. May God bless you all now and always.
With much love, Donna
Sunday, December 18, 2005 7:36 PM CST Hello again everyone,
Greetings from Long Island, where the climate sure has been wacky lately. This month, we had a stretch of snow and bitter cold and it was really beginning to feel like winter. Now though, it has gotten very mild and everything is kind of muddy. I wonder if we will have a white Christmas.
Well, on to some news about our family. I am happy to report that my father-in-law continues to feel well. He looks great and saw his surgeon for a follow-up visit a week after his surgery. It does not appear that he will need any follow-up treatment for the malignancy that was removed, as the surgeon seems confident that he was able to remove everything. Since all was well, he and my mother-in-law returned to Florida. We miss them very much, especially this holiday season. I know it won't be easy for any of us and I just wish that we all lived within driving distance so that we didn't have to wait so long to visit again. The kids feel very close to Roly's parents and it will be hard for Billy and Molly to be without them for a while. However, we have booked our flights for a visit in February. By then, I am sure that I will be ready to get out of here and into some warm sunshine.
As for Miss Molly, she has not really been herself as of late. I think the chemo she received not too long ago hit her kind of hard and she has been very tired, more so than usual. She has been taking naps (which is not typical for her) and when she gets into bed at night, she is out like a light within just a couple of minutes. She was on steroids last week and instead of engaging in angry, demanding outbursts (which she usually does while on steriods), she has been really "mushy" and clingy. She has talked a lot about missing her dad and has shed quite a few tears about this over the week. That really breaks my heart. I want so badly to take her pain away yet all I can do is empathize, hold her and do my best to comfort her. Lately, when anyone asks her what she wants for Christmas, she says "What I really want is my dad". She asked me if Santa could bring him. She believes in "Christmas Magic" so to her, Roly coming home is a possibility. It has been so hard to tell her that her Christmas wish cannot be fulfilled. I told her that Santa can only bring things...not people. She misses her dad so much. She drew Roly some pictures and asked me to take her to the cemetery so she could leave them there. I took her on Friday, after her preschool Christmas party and she was actually excited to walk with me and fill the vase with water for the roses we brought. She stood at the edge of his grave and said softly, "Merry Christmas Daddy". I'm telling you, I just want the holidays to come and go already this year. It is all so difficult.
As opposed to Molly who is so open about her feelings, Billy remains fairly quiet about his pain. He doesn't talk too much about Roly or how he feels about his death but I know it is affecting him deeply. The other night, it was just Billy and me in the car. I asked him directly about how he was feeling with regard to Roly. I told him that sometimes it concerns me that he is so quiet and that I don't really see him cry or outwardly sad about this. He had some interesting responses. He told me that his dad didn't really die. When I pushed him to explain this further, he told me that only his dad's body died. That his dad is still alive and in heaven so he feels OK knowing that. While I supported and acknowledged that, I pressed him a little more and asked him how he felt about the fact that he can't talk to his dad any more and he told me that he talks to his dad all of the time...in his own mind and when he is quiet. When I asked about the lack of apparent sadness and tears, Billy told me, "Mom, when you see me angry...that is really my sadness. I can't really be sad but I do feel really angry and a lot of my anger has to do with my sadness". Wow I thought...he has some understanding of his emotions. Then he proceeded to tell me that since his anger has so much to do with his sadness, I should just try to be a little more patient with him. I told him I would try. When Molly starts weeping about Roly, Billy gets upset. He tends to leave the room and once recently told her to "just get over it already". It is so much for a little boy to manage.
Billy did an wonderful thing the other day and I am so proud of him that I have to share it. His school held a holiday boutique and Billy was able to get $20.00 out of each of his grandmothers so he could go shopping. He did not buy one thing for himself. Instead, he bought for his sister, for me, for his grandparents and for our friends, Lisa, Randy, Matthew and Caroline. We are going to visit Lisa's family for the New Year and Billy said he wanted to bring them each a little something. He put a lot of thought into these gifts and was so happy with himself. He brought the gifts home and wrapped them himself. He even wrote out his own gift tags. He told me that Christmas is more about giving than receiving and when I saw what he did and heard what he said, every ounce of frustration I have had with him for less than *ideal* behavior just vanished into thin air and was replaced with overwhelming pride and happiness for who Billy is growing into, despite the adversities he has faced. He is such a good boy overall and I am really lucky to have him for my son.
On to another topic, last week on Monday evening, we went to the Center for Hope, which is the bereavement program affiliated with Molly's treating hospital. There was a short memorial service and then the families who participate in the program came together for a pot luck dinner. Each family was asked to bring a favorite dish of their deceased special person. The kids wanted to bring pineapple soda, which we brought but we also brought rigatoni ala vodka, which Roly loved. I ordered it from a local restaurant and it was great. I was struck by how many people were there that night. So many people, grieving and sad, all together at the same time. It is healing to be with others who really understand your pain yet it is humbling too. I think sometimes I get so focused on us and all that we have had to bear that I forget that there is a whole world out there with lots and lots of people in pain and suffering, each in their own unique way. This place, The Center for Hope, is really a very supportive and loving place. It feels good to be there and I am so grateful that it exists.
Well, on to some more of what the Guarton clan has been up to. Since we had a snow day one day a little over a week ago, we all stayed at home in the morning and relaxed a bit. That afternoon, Roly's sister (Vicky) and I did a little Christmas shopping and then I took Billy to pack night for Boy Scouts. He got his material for the pine wood derby and he is really looking forward to working on this with our good friend, Randy and his son Matthew when we go to visit them after Christmas.
Last Saturday, Molly went to dance class. She was tired and had a hard time keeping up but she was really happy to be there. Here is a really cute picture of her with her dance instructor, Miss Eileen and her friend, Morgan. Miss Eileen has to be one of the *nicest* people we have ever met and we just adore her.
In the afternoon, we met our friends, the Rosenbergs and the Fredericks and went to see the Chronicles of Narnia. Molly of all people was so excited to see this movie. She had been talking about it incessantly since she saw the commercial for it some time ago. It was great, though a bit intense and violent at times. Molly wasn't afraid one bit. She actually knew the story well because I had read her a "watered down" version of it not long ago. Billy on the other hand really liked the movie but worried about having nightmares after seeing it. I think he has kind of gotten past that now but I don't think he is in any rush to see the movie again. The next day, the hospital and the Sarah Grace Foundation hosted the annual holiday party for the hem-onc patients. That took place in the hospital cafeteria and Molly was really happy to see some of her friends from the clinic that she hadn't seen in a while. She was especially happy to see her friend, Zoe who looks fabulous! Here is a picture of Molly with a clown at the party...
Here she is with Santa and his helpers...
Billy didn't go to the party because his school had a trip to the Bronx Zoo that day to see the holiday lights. The zoo is all decorated for the holidays and it really is spectacular. There are lots of activities there for the kids like ice carving, story telling, caroling and more. Billy went with a friend's parent and I met him there later. My parents picked up Molly from the hospital and brought her home while I traveled on that night to the zoo. It would have been much too cold for Molly, though she would have like it. It was just terrific. There was a "Narnia" theme in some of the displays there and that was kind of cool since we had just seen the movie. Here is a picture of Billy with one of the Narnia characters from the zoo.
Over the last week, there have been even more holiday activities. Billy had his holiday concert at school on Friday evening and that was just great. He sang with his class, with his Spanish class and played the recorder with a group. He also had a very short solo during the finale. He did a terrific job. Molly also had her little holiday performance at the Morgan Center earlier that day. It was so cute. After singing a few songs, Santa paid her and her classmates a visit and of course, that was so much fun. Here is a picture of Molly all dressed up for her little show...
Here she is with "Miss" Nancy and Morgan...
Yesterday, I took Billy and Molly to see a local performance of "The Nutcracker". Both kids loved it. Afterwards, our cousins came by for a visit and brought lots of merriment to our house. One cousin (Peter) dressed up as Santa and gave out *way too many* gifts to the kids. Of course, the children were *THRILLED* with their presents and we can't thank you guys enough.
Molly isn't too excited here, is she?
This gift was a *BIG* hit! Thanks a lot to Uncle Steve for putting it together!
Billy really loved his gifts too!!
Peter, MR, Christina, Steve (who is new to our big, fat Greek family), Cynthia and Rich, thank you all so much for your thoughtfulness and generosity. We really do appreciate it. As usual, you guys did too much and were "over the top". Thanks though for putting big smiles on the kids faces. And Cynthia, thanks for sending Richie along...Billy was so happy to play with him.
As for me, I have been running around like a "chicken without my head" lately. I feel really overwhelmed and overextended. Just managing our crazy day to day lives is a lot but add in the holidays and the construction project and well, let's just say it's a lot to manage. I am just about finished with the Christmas shopping and for that, I am so grateful. If I had to stand on one more long line listening to piped in music about how it is the "most wonderful time of the year", I think I would scream. I have always loved Christmas and while I am *doing* all of the things to make the holiday happy for the kids, my heart is just not into it this year. I feel so very empty doing all of this preparation without Roly and it just angers me so that he is not here.
As for the construction, it is coming along nicely. The bathrooms have been framed, sheet-rocked and the tile is on the wall. It has to be grouted and the floors have to go in. Of course, all of the fixtures and vanities have yet to go in to. There is lots of re-painting to do but that won't happen until after the holidays. I have to still pick out new bedroom furniture and carpet and order those. Once that is done and my bedroom is emptied (which is part of this project), the contractor will put up crown molding and a new ceiling fan. I am also getting new mirrored doors for my closet so that will be nice. I am really looking forward to having a new bedroom, as it has been really hard to go into my room as it is now. Each time I am there, it is such a reminder that Roly is not and I just feel so lonely. So perhaps it will be the physical, outward symbol of a new beginning...one where I hope we all kind find some peace and solace.
Well, I promise to try to update again sooner than I did this time! Time is so limited right now...it's just been tough to find the time to sit down and write! Until then, we wish you all a peaceful and joyous approach to the holidays.
With much love, Donna
Friday, December 9, 2005 10:00 AM EST UPDATE 12/9/05
I want to thank everyone who has been concerned and praying for my father-in-law. His surgery went very well. The doctor felt confident that he removed what needed to come out and that he got it all, we hope without the need for any follow-up treatment. The doctor did say that the growth looked malignant but he doesn't think it is going to be problematic beyond the need for the surgery. Roly's dad went home the same day and he's been up and about, eating, drinking and talking. His voice sounds pretty good and we are grateful the doctor was able to leave his vocal cords in tact. So, one major problem seems to have been tackled.
Molly is doing OK too, though we had the day from "hell" at the clinic. We ended up being there for almost 12 hours, a new record I think without being admitted. We arrived early as we were supposed to and Molly got her port accessed and hooked up to an IV pump. She started with her pre-medication of benadryl and tylenol so that she could get transfused with the FFP. An FFP transfusion takes about an hour and a half. Then she went to surgical annex where she got sedated and received her spinal tap and intrathecal chemo. Then back upstairs to the clinic. Her general blood counts were OK but her immune functions have been steadily dropping. As a result, her doctor explained that there was no choice but to give IVIG. So, that in and of itself, was a 4 hour infusion. Molly did really well with it and was able to avoid the side effects of a severe headache and fevers. The she received IV dexamethasone and Vincristine. Then she got IV pentamidine, another antibiotic which also takes about an hour and a half to infuse. The doctor also put her on zithromax because her sinuses just wont seem to clear up and we are concerned that the little cold she has been fighting might turn into a full blown infection and that wouldn't be good with a poor functioning immune system. So, by the time we left it was late, cold out and we were tired.
When we got home, Molly started vomiting but she seemed to feel better after that. Unfortunately, the one functioning bathroom we have decided to stop functioning. The toilet was overflowing all over the floor so that was **REALLY, REALLY FUN** to clean up. After speaking to the contractor who didn't think it had anything to do with the work being done (interesting coincidence though that what was done all day that day was plumbing with the water off, etc.), I plunged and plunged and plunged the toilet and finally it unclogged. I think I hit the sack around 2 am.
Today thank God, it snowed enough to declare it a snow day in Long Island. Why would I be happy about that? I got to sleep an extra couple of hours and so for that, I am really grateful.
OK, wish me luck with the next couple of weeks. There is still a lot to do to get ready for the holidays and lots of construction chaos at home.
With love, Donna
Tuesday, December 6, 2005 9:16 PM CST Hello everyone,
Well, my last "real" update was Thanksgiving and I just can't believe how quickly the last couple of weeks went by. So much has gone on that I don't think I can fit it all into one update! And to my dear friend Kristie (Kendrie’s mom), no, the contractor didn't spackle me into the wall but I'm beginning to wish he had! (LOL) It's just been rather "crazy" here lately!
Let's start with Thanksgiving. I have to be honest and share that the holiday was much harder for me than I had anticipated. I think I convinced myself that I would be busy and therefore distracted but truly, that wasn't the case. Yes, I was busy...but the distraction thing, well...that didn't quite work out as I had hoped. Roly's absence was just so apparent and my heart ached so much all day long. To keep busy, I cooked a bunch of new dishes and brought them to my brother's house. I enjoy cooking and would traditionally make a few tasty treats (mostly recipes from the November issue of Bon Appetite)! for the Thanksgiving table but Roly was always by my side, keeping me company and helping me out. We would joke that he was the "sous chef" and this year, how I missed him while I prepared everything. Roly's Aunt Judy came to visit from Florida and she stepped in, assisting me and keeping me company but as *wonderful* as Aunt Judy was, it was just not the same without my husband. It was the first year that Roly's "special bread stuffing" didn't get made and I regret not making it. He would start with Stove Top and then add just about everything but the kitchen sink! It was truly great. Next year, it will surely be on the menu, even though the exact recipe is not written down anywhere. I will just have to work on replicating it all year so that by the time Thanksgiving rolls around again, it will be at least "close enough." As for the kids, I think they enjoyed the day. They had fun playing with their cousins and were thrilled that both sets of grandparents and Aunt Judy were all together in New York to share the day with them. Here are a couple of pictures from Thanksgiving:
Molly can't leave her brother alone, even for a picture!
Our little pilgrim
The day after Thanksgiving was Billy's 9th birthday. To celebrate the day, I took Billy, Molly, Billy's best friend Michael, my mom, my mother-in-law, Aunt Judy and Chelsea (our nanny) into NYC to see the Christmas show at Radio City Music Hall. Molly wasn't feeling great that day (she has been battling a cold on and off for a while now) so instead of taking the train, I decided to drive. Much to my surprise, there was NO TRAFFIC. For those of you who live in NY or are familiar with driving through the city, you know that this almost never happens. I was totally shocked. Door to door, it was no more than 40 minutes! So, since we arrived early in Manhattan, we decided to walk to Times Square and go shopping at the huge Toys R Us that is there. The store was *packed* but Billy was able to find a few video games to cash those gift cards in on so he was really happy. We were able to get on the Ferris wheel that is in the store and the kids really enjoyed that. So, after Toys R Us, we walked to Rockefeller Center and went to see the show.
Until the time that Molly got ill, Roly and I took Billy and then Billy and Molly to the city each holiday season to see the Christmas show. Sometimes we went with others but many times we went just with each other. It was always a treat and even though again, Roly's presence was sorely missed, the show was excellent and enjoyed by all. Molly so loved watching the Rockettes. I so loved watching her face light up with delight.
Just after the show...boy, it was fun.
So the birthday celebration did not end there. After the show, we walked a few blocks to a themed restaurant called MARS 2112. The idea is that you are eating on the planet Mars. The food was pretty awful but that didn't matter. The kids *loved* the atmosphere and really got a kick out of the "Martians" that came by and visited us at our table. Dessert was awesome though...that I have to admit. The restaurant also has an arcade in it so that too was a big hit, especially with Billy. Oh, and who can forget the gift shop!
Billy and a Martian who visited our table
Well, by the time that was all over and done with, we were wiped out and headed home. I know Billy really enjoyed the day and that was so important to me.
Over the Thanksgiving weekend, my brother and his family, my parents, aunt and uncle as well as cousins came by and dragged out all of our Christmas decorations from the crawl space and shed. Roly and I have so many, including a large "Christmas in the City" lighted village. We set the village up just as Roly always had done it. He actually created a platform for the houses to sit on and outlined where each house was to go so it was not that hard to replicate his design. He was the one each year to work on it meticulously until it was just right. I love to look at it now because even though it is so much work to display everything, it makes me feel just a little closer to him. During this decorating "event," the lights went up outside and the Christmas tree was put up too. This year, a new tree went up but all of our ornaments are the same. The new tree has white lights whereas before, we always used colored ones. It is a little symbolic way of acknowledging that things are different but we are still holding on to those things and memories that are so dear to us.
Overall, the house really looks nice (except that we are under construction...so in the middle of our beautiful den is a medicine cabinet, lighting fixture, bathtub...you get the idea). Honestly, the contractor is really great. Roly and I used him before to redo our kitchen and he was so neat and reliable. So far, he is proving to be the same this time around. In fact, here's a little story to tell you what kind of guy the contractor is.
When Roly died, Joe (the contractor) had been finished with our house for more than a year. He heard about Roly's death and he actually took a day off from work to attend his funeral. As I walked down the long church aisle, I noticed him sitting there and I just couldn't believe it. He is a really nice guy but now that I type this, I guess it also says something about how nice of guy Roly was. To leave such an impression on someone he wasn't really close to and only had a brief business relationship with...that's the kind of guy my husband was.
So back to the construction...I am doing the two bathrooms upstairs over, as they were really in need of repair and renovation. The project is not bothering me so far but it is turning into more than I had anticipated. The bathrooms were renovated at some point by the previous owners and whoever did the work, didn't really do it properly. When my contractor ripped out the old bathrooms, he found a structural problem which explains why one spot in our den ceiling always cracked. (The bathrooms are over the den.) In order to repair the problem, a header has to go in and new framing has to be done. Lots of the walls have minor cracks from the banging and removal of the old bathrooms so there is a lot of spackling and lots of additional painting that will have to be done too. But isn't that always the way with construction? No matter what you do and how well you plan it, one thing always leads to something else and the list just doesn't seem to end.
So, what else you ask? As I mentioned briefly before, Roly's dad is going to have surgery on Wednesday to remove a growth in his throat. He has had this before but the growth is back. The doctor is optimistic that everything will be OK but of course, we are all still a bit concerned. The last time the growth came out it was malignant but they got it all and he didn't need any follow-up treatment. We are hoping for the same this time. Roly's dad is in his mid 70's and any type of surgery is not really too desired but there is no choice about this and at least we know he is in excellent hands with this surgeon. Please continue to keep him in your prayers. Roly's sister flew in from Florida today to be here with her parents for the operation. Though we wish she was coming under better circumstances, we are always happy to have Vicky with us.
As for me, I feel like I have been going nonstop on a treadmill lately. I think I have been averaging about 4-6 hours of sleep a night and that is not enough for me! Even with all of the help with decorating, there was still a lot left for me to do. I have been dragging boxes of decorations that I didn't use back into the crawl space and have been cleaning out so many areas. Our shed had to be cleaned out to make room for the building supplies and my dad was of tremendous help with that. Of course, the 2 bathrooms upstairs needed to be totally cleaned out before they were gutted along with our linen closet. My bedroom also had to get cleaned out to some extent too because it is adjacent to the area that the men are working in. A large oak desk needs to be moved from our den to Billy's room and while I have the contractors here, I was hoping they would do it so I cleaned that out too. What a job! You wouldn't believe how much junk can accumulate in every little nic and corner of a desk! We have recently gotten some snow so I had to find and dig out the snow clothes...most of which Billy has just out grown! Looks like an order to Lands End is in the near future. That search resulted in our hall closet being cleaned out too. I am fairly behind on the Christmas shopping and I think I will be resorting to ordering over the Internet during the next couple of days. I just don't have it in me to brave the malls. The Christmas cards are done and thanks to my father-in-law, they are in envelopes and stamped though I have quite a few addresses to get and update. Though it's taken us longer than I would have liked, Billy's birthday thank you notes are finally written. Of course, there are lots of extra "holiday happenings" like the hospital Christmas party and school concerts coming up. Over the past weekend, I met my brother and his family at a local nursery, "Hicks" and it was so beautifully decorated. We paid a visit to Santa and that was fun. All of this is truly "good" but it does have me running around even more. I guess it would be fair to say that I am just really, really tired right now and feel like I am keeping it together...barely.
Billy and Molly at Hicks Nursery
Cousins at the nursery
Tomorrow, Molly has a big day at the clinic. She is scheduled for intrathecal chemo, which is chemo that is delivered directly into her spinal fluid while she is sedated. That means that she has to go without food or drink from midnight tonight until the procedure is completed in the morning. That is never fun with a preschool child. Before the procedure, Molly has to get transfused with "FFP" or "Fresh Frozen Plasma" because she has a Factor 7 deficiency. That deficiency means that she could have problems clotting so anytime anything invasive is done, she has to have the FFP first. (The FFP has enough Factor 7 in it to help protect Molly from bleeding too much during the spinal tap.) Then she has a host of IV chemo (vincristine and dexamethasone) as well as an IV antibiotic that she gets prophylactically once each month to prevent pneumonia. Molly's immune functions have been dropping, probably because of all of the chemo she has received. She has been having a tough time just fighting off a tiny little cold she seems to have. She could get an infusion of IVIG but there are potentially a lot of side effects that could come from this so we are trying to avoid it if possible. I think we will be at the clinic for quite a while tomorrow.
Finally, for a quick update on some of our friends...Keegan got some WONDERFUL news! Though initially it appeared that he may have relapsed, a recent test has been CONCLUSIVE that the cells in question were NOT leukemic!! That is so terrific and we are thrilled for the whole family. It doesn't mean 100 percent that Keegan is out of the woods so to speak but this is *very* encouraging. Some others however are still facing very difficult struggles. Mike has been having a difficult time. He is such a terrific man and his family is incredible. Please continue to keep him in your prayers. Next, Hunter and her family continue in their wait to see if her leukemia remains in remission. Today they got great news that the bone marrow is clear but one cell was in her spinal fluid. Hunter's family is hoping for some positive news about this very soon. One of the most beautiful little ones from my on line support group, ALL-KIDS, Alexia has in fact relapsed and is in critical condition. She is in an ICU trying to recover from sepsis. Please, please pray for this sweet child and her family.
I will try to update you all as soon as I can about how Molly does tomorrow and about my father-in-law as well. As always, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your continued care, support, interest and love. Thank you for visiting this page, for leaving us so many inspiring and thoughtful messages and for the prayers that are being offered on our behalf. Though this is a very difficult time of year for all of us, we are getting through the days because of our incredible support network and that includes all of you.
With much love, Donna
Thursday, December 1, 2005 11:51 PM CST Hello everyone,
This will probably be the shortest journal entry I have written in a long time...(lol). We are all doing OK but things in our house right now are quite chaotic and hectic. I will give details later...hopefully tomorrow I will get a chance to give a "real" update.
Molly had not been feeling great late last week and earlier this week. I think she just had a cold and her blood counts support that. Her ANC went from 650 to 3500, indicating that she was certainly fighting something. She seems better now and for that I am thankful.
Roly's parents have been visiting with us for the past couple of weeks. They were supposed to return to Florida on Sunday but my father-in-law needs to have surgery on Wednesday for a recurrent growth in his throat. His surgeon is in NY and each time he comes for a visit, he goes to see him for a follow-up check-up. Well, this time he got an unwanted surprise to hear that what was there before, has recurred. We are optimistic and hopeful that all will be fine but the growth is near the vocal cords and they have already been "scraped" in the past. We are really keeping our fingers crossed and praying that what is there now has not invaded the cords further. Please keep him in your prayers.
Well, I will update more very soon. Tomorrow morning (actually today given the fact that it is almost 1 am EST), my contractor is coming to demolish our bathrooms upstairs. They are in desperate need of repair and updating so I guess one could say...'Tis the season! Looks like we're in for a bit more chaos.
Talk to you all very soon.
With much love, Donna
Thursday, November 24, 2005 11:31 AM CST Happy Thanksgiving to everyone,
I just reread the journal entry I wrote last year...I was wondering, "What was my life like one year ago? What was I grateful for then?" So much has changed in the past 8 months, that the life I am living now *resembles* the one I had in many ways but it is not the same life. It is profoundly different. The same is true for all of us. We are still very much in the throes of figuring out *how* to approach life again. How to find joy when our hearts are broken. How to find peace when we are so outraged. How to be grateful despite our tremendous losses.
Last year we had a bit of a tough Thanksgiving. I believe it was around that time that Molly's profuse nosebleeds began and she had one the night before Thanksgiving. I remember that night like it was yesterday. Roly and I could not get the nose to stop bleeding. I remember the tremendous anxiety I felt as I saw the blood pouring from her nose. I remember the doctor who was on call and of little help to us. I remember looking at Roly and saying, "We are going to have to go to the hospital...but I *need* you to come with me. I need you to pinch Molly's nose while I am driving." I remember calling my brother Van and my neighbor across the street, Sean, who sat with Billy until Van arrived. I remember driving so quickly down the parkway and I remember hearing Roly say from the back seat as he shouted, "Holy *&^ you should see the HUGE clot that just came out of Molly's nose!!" And I remember how the nose pretty much stopped bleeding after that.
Though we were exhausted, we were relieved. In the morning, we still decided that we would go into NYC to Roly's office and watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade from the windows inside. This year, I am so grateful that we did that. We were so close to not going but it was always something we wanted to do and I am so happy that we did do it as a family. We had a really great time. How I wish I could push a "rewind" button and go back to Thanksgiving last year.
Each year on Thanksgiving, Roly and I would ask the kids about those things they were grateful for. Well, some traditions should carry on no matter what so here is what they said...
Me: "Molly, what are you grateful for"?
Molly: "What Miss Nancy wrote on the turkey I made in school. It's on the frigerdator."
Me: "Do you remember what that said"?
Molly: "Yes".
Me: "Well, what did it say"?
Molly: "Oh...geez...just go read it!" (said with a bit of disgust...lol).
And off she went to see the parade on television.
So, here is what is written on the tail feathers of her turkey: Molly is thankful for..."friends, Mom and Dad, Miss Joy and Miss Nancy, Billy and Chelsea, and Yia Yia and Papa and Yia Yia and Papa.
As for Billy, here is how it went with him.
Me: "Billy, I know it's a bit of a tough year to feel thankful, but what are you thankful for"?
Billy: "All that I have...my family...that's really it".
Me: "Anything else"?
Billy: "I guess I am thankful that daddy died".
Me: "What do you mean by that"?
Billy: "Well, Daddy is with God and Jesus and that is the best place you can be. Even though I wish he was here on earth with us, I am thankful that daddy is with God."
Then I sent him off to watch the parade. Such profound words from such a little boy.
Though honestly for me, it is a challenge to feel grateful when I am hurting so much, I *do* feel grateful for so many people and things that have helped us to cope with all we are going through. Truly, if it was not for the support, love and faith shared with us, we would not be able to go on. If I tried to acknowledge each and every person who has been *there* for us, I would probably cause caringbridge to hit some "to capacity" status and shut it down until the techs created more space. That said, here is a very *partial* list of people and things I am grateful for:
* Our family members...for their constant support and love, understanding and patience. Especially my parents, my brother Van and his family, Roly's parents, his sister Vicky and her family, all of our aunts, uncles and cousins.
* Our friends (in no particular order)....Lisa, Randy and their family, Joe, Christine and their family, Eileen, Steve and their family, Sheila, Larry and their family, Denise, Michael and their family, Lauri, Eric and their family, Donna, Ken and their family, Tim, Karine and their family, Amy, Neil and their family, Danielle, Ian and their family, Michele, Dominick and their family, Kathi, Dennis and their (extended) families, Linda, Aaron and their family, MaryAnne, Glenn and their family, Nancy, Rod and their family, Flo, Bob and their family, Andy, Victoria and their family and the list can go on.
*All of the incredible individuals and families I have come to know and love through my on-line support group, ALL-KIDS. Each and every family and child is precious and a blessing in my life. Thank you all.
*All of the people that have come to love and care about my family through caringbridge...again way to many to mention all by name but some are (in no particular order)...Mrs. Pam, Julie Rogers, Pam Sturgill and the Prayer Bears, Jan Smith, Lisa Peterson, Stacey and Bill, Katherine and Kathy Moyer, the Machinski family, Becky Klotz, Sherry Mertz, Angela Conklin, Missi, Abbie Dosier, Brenda Harris, Tricia, Liz Unger, Ariana, Debbie Nagy, Tina and Lance, Deb Whaley, Cathy Hroncich, Karen Perdue, Kay, Frances and Paul, Sharon Owttrim-Fraser, Briana Roehling, Jodi Phelan, Rose from Brazil, Haley, Mary and Mike Slade, Mary Lou Thomson, Julie & Shelby Stimpson, Jenny Woodall, Julie Wargo, Kim Moore, Marci, Tammy Setphens, Char and so many more. Please, if I have left your name out, it is not intentionally...I *so appreciate very deeply* each and every person who visits this webpage. Those of you who are touched by our story. Those of you are so moved to leave us a message of support and love. Thank you from the bottom of my broken heart.
*The women I have come to know, treasure, respect and care deeply for who have also been widowed. Meg, Janine, Ellen, Barbara, Katherine, Mindi, Cindy and more. Thank you for your incredible support and kindness. Together, we will survive and go on with the hope of finding peace and happiness again.
*The doctors, nurses, technicians, social workers, child life workers, hospital workers, researchers, people who raise funds to find a cure, people who volunteer to help those afflicted with cancer in general and childhood leukemia in particular. THANK YOU ALL!!
*The organizations that exist..."Friends of Karen", "The Sarah Grace Foundation," "The Luke Neuhedel Foundation," "Caringbridge," "Make A Wish," "Give Kids the World," "The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society," "TNT and LTN," "Canoe for Kids," "The Morgan Center" and so many more. THANK YOU ALL FOR ALL THAT YOU DO!! YOU ARE AMAZING!
*My children, Billy and Molly. For giving me a reason to get up each day. For bringing me genuine, deep joy in the face of the unimaginable. For inspiring me each moment of each day to be a better mother and person. For healing my broken heart with your unconditional love. For giving me the opportunity to comfort you and help you heal. For all that you are, for who you are, I thank you both and love you more than words could ever express.
*My husband Roly. To you my love, I will be forever and profoundly grateful. You brought me so much happiness in the 20 years I was privileged to know and love you. You helped me to be the person I am today. You loved me like no-one has loved me in my life and like no-one will again because what we had together was truly as unique as each of us was individually. I am not the same without you but you inspire me to continue going forward. To become all that I can be and to be the best that I can because I know that is what you would want for me. You embodied the term "unconditional love." And I am so deeply grateful that I had 20 years of "something wonderful" as opposed to a longer lifetime of "nothing special." I miss you so much Roly but I carry all that was wonderful about you in my heart each day.
To each one of you reading this, a very Happy Thanksgiving. Cliche as it may be, don't sweat the small stuff. Take the time to realize the blessings in your lives, give thanks and live in the moment. It's all any of us really have.
God bless you all.
With much love, Donna
Monday, November 21, 2005 6:42 PM CST Hello everyone,
It has been another busy week in our household. Let me start off by telling you that thankfully, Molly seems to be feeling *much* better this week than she was last week. I can only assume that the heavier chemo she received last week really hit her much harder than it usually does. I am hoping that it is a "blip" not to be repeated any time too soon.
So, to bring you all up to speed...many (mostly good) things have happened in the last few days. On Thursday, my cousin Christine invited us to join her and her kids to see "The Incredibles" on ice. She had 2 extra tickets and Molly jumped at the chance to go. The show was during school hours so Billy would not have been able to go anyway, though he wasn't thrilled at the prospect of being "left out." Well, one new book all about Yu Gi-Oh seemed to quell any jealousy he was experiencing. It also helped ease the little bit of guilt I had about not bringing him to the show. As for Molly, she enjoyed the ice show *so much*!! She squealed and shrieked with delight throughout the whole thing. The premise was that the Incredibles were going to Disney for a vacation but while they were there, the evil character (I can't remember his name now) took over and imprisoned Mickey and Minnie. Of course, the Incredibles saved the day and restored Disney (the Magic Kingdom) back to its "Happiest Place on Earth" status. Molly really enjoyed it because we had just gone to the Magic Kingdom and it was all so familiar to her. She kept saying to me, "Remember when we there!" Overall, it was a great time. Thank you so much Christine and Chris for those great tickets. We loved spending time with Jesse and Savannah and we can't wait to go see the Princesses on Ice with you in January. (Looks like Billy will be getting another Yu Gi-Oh book or something of the sort...he *totally* is too cool and grown-up and masculine to see the Princesses skate around the rink!)
On Friday, I ran around quite a bit in order to get ready for Billy's birthday party which took place on Saturday. The CDs got completed and wrapped up and all the last minute stuff got done. Molly insisted on getting not only a manicure but a pedicure too! Heck, even I didn't get a manicure and pedicure but she did! What a character.
One of the things I did on Friday was go to the cemetery. I don't know why I feel pulled to go there sometimes. I know Roly is not really there but I guess it is a place to be quiet and reflective. A place I can concentrate on talking to him without distractions. A way that I can try to feel closer to him and let myself be honest with my emotions in a private setting. I keep saying it and I wish I felt differently but I don't...I just miss him so much, especially now. Roly's parents came to visit on Saturday and it breaks my heart that their hearts are broken too. No matter how much we have suffered, his mom and dad are suffering so much as well. After all, they lost their child and no parent should ever have to bear that amount of suffering. There is not much I can do to truly ease their pain but I wanted to make sure that when they visited the cemetery, everything looked "together" and as beautiful as possible. So, after I spoke to Roly at the cemetery on Friday, I got on my hands and knees and scrubbed the bronze memorial plate that marks his grave. I cleaned the white cement that surrounds that plate, trimmed the grass and pulled the few weeds that were there. Then I placed a bouquet of small red roses there and at his grandparents' grave next to his. I felt like it was the least I could do for him and his parents. How pathetic that this is something I can do at all.
On Friday evening, my neighbor and friend, Dennis, went with me to Costco where we bought one of the few (artificial) Christmas trees that was left. You know the kind...it comes in 3 sections with all of the lights already attached and opens like an umbrella. The total *easy* way out. The tree was packaged in a heavy, big box and I couldn't have done it without a hand so thank you Dennis. I must say though, it was not much fun at all buying tree without Roly. I kept wanting to ask him questions about the height and the width. I would have driven him nuts asking the same question a bunch of different ways (e.g., "Do you think it will look big enough in our living room...it looks so small here" or "Don't you think our living room could stand a bigger tree...you know we have a lot of ornaments" or "Do you think all of the ornaments will fit on this tree...maybe we should look at the next size up" and so on. I could have made the poor guy lose his mind before the shopping trip was over. Sometimes when I get anxious about something, I look for a lot of reassurance and Roly was always so great about giving me that. He was almost always patient with me when I would get obsessive about something silly. He knew what would make me feel better and so willingly gave that to me without ever making me feel bad. He knew that I was really driving myself more nuts that I was him. It just didn't feel right to make this kind of purchase without him and without engaging in the neurotic ritual that would accompany it. Again, I just miss him so much.
Well, Saturday morning rolled around and Billy was so excited about his birthday party that he could hardly wait. He went to soccer practice in the morning with Chelsea (our nanny) while Molly and I went to her dance classes. In the afternoon, Roly's parents arrived from Florida and the kids were so thrilled to see them. So was I. I have to say that I found myself caught a little off guard though when I saw my father-in-law. As Roly began to age, he began to look more and more like his dad. Sometimes I would tease him about that and say he was becoming his dad's twin. I hadn't seen Rolando (Roly's dad) since the summer. When I saw him on Saturday, for split moment it was like looking at Roly in the flesh and my heart skipped a few beats. For a quick second, I felt almost elated and then immediately, I wanted to burst into tears because as much as Roly resembled his dad, it was his dad and not him. At the same time, it was so good to lay my eyes on Rolando because I felt just a little like Roly was right there with me. Hugging Rolando hello was the closest thing I have felt in a long time to having Roly's arms around me. This must sound so crazy but it's the best way I can describe it. Being with Roly's family is so bittersweet. I love them very dearly and am so happy that they are here. It warms my heart to see the joy Roly's parents bring to our kids. Billy and Molly just light up when they are around their grandparents. It's all good except for the fact that Roly is not here to share in the visit with us. At least, not here the way I want him to be.
Anyway, on to happier notions. Billy's "Survivor" birthday party was a smashing success! All 26 kids who were invited actually came. So, it was a full house at the gym. There were lots of competitions and amazingly, almost every contest ended in a tie (lol)! So there were prizes for everyone (the way it should be). In addition to the competitions, the kids got to go around a circuit of gym equipment which included a balance beam, uneven bars, a trampoline and a huge blow up wall that had to be scaled. Everyone seemed to enjoy that. After the party, my family and close friends came to our house for dinner and to watch Billy open his gifts. He was so happy with everything he got. I think his favorite thing was a game for his Nintendo DS called "Nintendogs." It enables him to have a virtual pet lab that he can train and teach tricks. He really, really wants a dog so I am really, really considering it. I am going to speak with Molly's doctors tomorrow and see if there are any restrictions or concerns about getting a puppy. Here are a few pictures from Billy's birthday party:
This pizza sure is good!
Billy and my dad with an autographed Bernie Williams photo
Grandma and Grandpa from Florida and the kids
Cake Time
Well, no party would be complete without a bit of chaos. Since there were a few strong guys at the party, my brother suggested that we put up the Christmas tree. Honestly, it was not really what I wanted to be doing in the middle of Billy's party but he was right about needing help to move our stereo equipment and television in order to make room for the tree. Also, with the help of the guys, the new tree went up 1-2-3. So, now I have a tree in my living room with no decorations yet but soon I guess. I had planned to do it over the upcoming weekend anyway so I guess I have a "jump" on it. The joke in our house was that there was always just a little bit of Christmas around at all times. If we were having a barbecue in July, you could count on some Christmas napkins to be on the table...stuff like that. Roly would have really liked this new tree. After the way he worked like a mule to get our old tree up, looking perfect and with enough sets of lights to make me happy...this new one would have put an ear to ear smile on his face. I like to think that he actually is smiling down on us now.
So this week, Billy has his Thanksgiving Feast in school tomorrow and then he is off for the remainder of the week. I will be bringing in mashed potatoes...the instant kind. Betty Crocker is a true friend. Roly's Aunt Judy will be arriving from Florida to spend the holiday with us in the afternoon. We are all soooo happy about that. Aunt Judy is a gem, truly one of a kind. Molly has school on Wednesday then she is off for the rest of the week. We plan to spend Thanksgiving at my brother's home but I hope to update again before then. We could go into NYC to watch the parade at Roly's office with his coworkers in the morning, which is what we did last year but that might be tough for the kids. I will have to think about that. We'll probably just watch it on television and maybe next year we'll get a hotel room and go in the night before to watch the balloons get blown up. Maybe our friends Lisa and Randy and their kids will join us from Rochester. Who knows...way too far off to plan I guess.
Well, that's it for now. Thank you all so much for keeping us in your thoughts and prayers, especially lately. Your messages of support and love are so touching and I appreciate each and every one of them. Over the past week or so, there has been a lot of sad news on the on-line support/information list I participate in...ALL-KIDS. Please, if you can remember to think of these wonderful kids and their families, keep them in your thoughts and prayers, as they could really use that now. They are Keegan, Hunter, Alexia, Libby, Cameron, Donovan, Victor, and Gabriel. Also, please continue to pray for Mike. Thank you all so much.
With love, Donna
Wednesday, November 16, 2005 7:08 AM CST We have had a long and exhausting week. Molly's "clinic day" is Tuesday. I believe when I updated last week, we had not been to clinic yet. Well, we went and thankfully, everything was fine with Molly's counts. Every month, Molly has one week where the chemo she receives is "heavier" and more than the remaining three weeks of the month. Last week was Molly's "heavy" week. Because she has grown in height and gained some weight, her "meters squared" (the measurement by which chemo dosages are determined) increased. This caused her chemo dosages to increase as well. I have no idea if the increase in medication is to blame but let me tell you, Molly was *not* herself all week long. She was so tired yet couldn't sleep well at night, probably because of the steroids she was on. (Each month, Molly takes dexamethasone for 5 days in dosages high enough that the steroid functions as chemotherapy. Unfortunately, there are unpleasant side effects to this drug). Molly was clingy, very hungry, weepy, whiny, demanding and just not herself. The increase in Vincristine she got didn't help the leg and jaw pain or constipation that accompanies this drug. Molly complained a great deal about having leg pain this week and she did not even want to dance during her dance classes over the weekend. That is very unlike her. She seemed to "poop out" just a couple of hours after she woke up in the morning and often, she napped at some point during the morning or afternoon. On Friday evening, the kids and I went to our friends' home for a get together. My girlfriend was hosting a "jewelry party" at her house. For me, that promised to be enjoyable and for the kids, there were friends to play with and fun to be. Usually, Molly *LOVES* to play with Jenna, Melanie and the gang but this evening, she wanted no part of it. She also adores jewelry but she was only minimally interested in looking at what was out. Instead of enjoying herself, Molly was very clingy and just kept asking repeatedly to go home so eventually, when I saw that the evening was not going to improve, we left. I was disappointed to not be able to relax a little but I know Molly really wasn't feeling good. She was asleep within 5 minutes after we got home. The next day, Molly had it in her head that she wanted to go out to dinner at night. She talked about it all day long so I decided to take the kids to Friendly's. My girlfriend Christine and her daughters joined us, though not before another nosebleed occurred on our way to their house. Eventually, it stopped but after a while, these nosebleeds really cause a great deal of stress! Molly was happy to see her friends in the beginning of the evening but shortly after arriving at the restaurant, she started in again about being tired and wanting to go home. It kept up throughout most of the meal and again, this is so unlike Molly on an otherwise "normal" day. On Sunday, we had great tickets for "The Wiggles" at the Theater at Madison Square Garden. My girlfriend Lauri was able to get awesome seats...5th row and center! You could see everything so well and usually Molly loves the Wiggles so much. Once again, she was tired and even though she tried to get up and dance a bit, she couldn't maintain her enthusiasm. More than once, she laid down on my lap right there at the concert. Now *that* is really not like her. So of course, with such a significant change in her behavior, I again became worried.
Yesterday, we went to the clinic and Molly's counts were fine...exactly where they should be given the fact that she just completed a course of steroids (which pumps up the white blood cell count). Her physical exam was unremarkable and her oncologist thinks that perhaps the chemo and the steroids just hit her a little harder than usual. He did not seem at all concerned about there being anything seriously wrong and in fact, increased her dosages of oral methotrexate and 6MP, since as I mentioned earlier, her "meters squared" increased. This week, she is still below the 100osages for these drugs but her oncologist wants to increase slowly so that we don't risk Molly becoming neutropenic and having to go off the chemo all together. Today, she seemed just a *little* more like herself, so perhaps those nasty steroids are working their way out of her system. I sure hope so. On the emotional front, things were not much better for any of us this past week. November 10th marked the 2 year "anniversary" of Molly's diagnosis. Details of that night are still so clear that I don't think I will ever forget them. Last year on that date, I wrote about it all in Molly's journal...our experience over the year and what we had struggled with as well as what we learned and how we grew as a family. This year, I felt so sad and alone on this date. While I know that I am not alone, as I have been blessed with an amazing family and many good friends, on the anniversary of Molly's diagnosis, I felt so profoundly lonely that my heart literally ached in a physical way. Only Roly really knew every detail of that night as I do. He and I shared our pain and our fears that evening in a way that only parents can know and share. How I miss having him here to talk about these thoughts and feelings. How I miss having him here...period. How I wish I could just have him back with us here, even if for only a moment. I am so sad about the impossibility of this. I am not the only one so sad about this. This week, Molly attended the birthday party of one of her little friends from the Morgan Center. Gia turned 4 and celebrated at school with pizza and cupcakes. Gia's dad was there, as well as her mom and grandmother. Molly has always been fond of Gia's dad but I think seeing him with Gia at the party really brought up so many intense feelings for her. Toward the end of the party, right in front of everyone, Molly had a huge, genuine *meltdown*. She began to cry and when I went over to see what was wrong, she said that she missed her dad. Then the big, heaving sobs came and next came yelling and screaming, "I want my daddy!! I want Roly!! I miss him so much that I just can't take it!!" And it went on and on for a bit like that. All of the parents and teachers had tears in their eyes and my heart was breaking just listening to this little child's profound pain. No child should have to feel that much pain. Molly has been through enough in her short life. She has been asking me "why" her dad died, "why" he can't come back, and the like and of course, I have no satisfying answers for my daughter or my son or myself. It is so terribly frustrating. Billy too is suffering. His birthday is November 25th and of course, this will be the first birthday he celebrates without his dad. His party is set for this weekend at a local kids gym where the theme of the party will be "Survivor." How ironic...Billy is truly a "survivor" of so much loss and pain. Like the TV show, the kids at the party will be split into two teams. Each team will be given its own buff and the kids will be presented with various challenges to win rewards. It sounds like it is going to be a lot of fun and though I know Billy is really looking forward to it, I know that he is wishing his dad was here to share in it too. Unlike Molly who really verbalizes what she is experiencing and shows her feelings in a fairly direct way, Billy suppresses his pain and instead, "acts out" in little passive/aggressive ways that tell me his is angry and sad. Thankfully, the children's bereavement program at the Center for Hope has started again. Last year the program seemed to help the kids a good amount, even though they only attended for a short time. I am hoping that with more time this year, their personal journeys through this profound grief will be less rocky and more supported than before. As for Billy's actual birthday which is the day after Thanksgiving, I purchased tickets to see the Christmas show at Radio City in NYC. Afterward, we will have an early dinner at Mars 2112, a themed restaurant near the show. Before we go home, we plan to visit the big Toys R Us in Times Square. It will be quite crowed in New York that day but Billy loves this show and it has been kind of a tradition for our family. I think the only years we missed it were the last two and that was because Molly was too ill to attend. I will be taking Billy and Molly, along with Billy's best friend from school, Michael. Also, my mother, my mother-in-law, Roly's aunt Judy and our baby-sitter, Chelsea will be coming too. We will all take the train in that day and I know that won't be easy for everyone but I think it is the right thing to do. Traffic will be too intense to drive and the cost of a limo is outrageous. If you live near NYC, you have to rely on mass transit to get you there and around town sometimes. I don't want my children to fear the train. I don't want them to avoid doing so many wonderful things offered in NYC because of what happened to their dad. Molly already went on the train this weekend with me and she handled it just fine. Being older, Billy's experience may be different so I plan on discussing it all with him ahead of time so that any questions or concerns he has can be addressed before they overwhelm him. I will be keeping my fingers crossed and saying my prayers that all goes well with the commute in and out of the city that day. (For our praying friends out there...any prayers you would like to send our way for this would certainly be appreciated!) As for me, it would be fair to say that I have had a tough week. I am tired and a bit overwhelmed. Caring for Molly when she is "off" can be really draining and of course there is the worry that goes along with her behavior that can exhaust one. Planning and executing Billy's birthday festivities is a big task that Roly always helped with. Most of it is now on my shoulders and there is a lot to do. There is not only the kids' party at the gym but as usual, I am having my family back to the house after for dinner. As some of you might remember from Molly's birthday, each year as party favors Roly and I always made a music CD filled with the birthday child's song picks. Well, I figured out how to make and copy Billy's actual CD but making the labels is another story. After trying to do it on my own for many hours, I finally asked my cousin Christine and my friend Katie for some help. I know it will get done but it is yet another thing on my "to do" list. Last week, I had a couple of doctors appointments for myself and thank God, they both went well. I went to my regularly scheduled endocrinology appointment and got a great report. Even though the thyroid cancer I had was almost 9 years ago and I am truly not worried about a recurrence, it is always good to hear that everything is fine. I also had a mammography and sonogram that turned out to be fine too. However, I had a lot of anxiety for this appointment because I felt a "little something" in one of my breasts. Just the sheer *possibility* of it being a serious concern almost put me over the edge. In Long Island where I live, 1 in 9 woman will get breast cancer. That is a terrifying statistic. What I felt turned out to be regular, glandular tissue and the doctor was confident it was nothing more. I had three small fibroid growths in my other breast but those are not malignancies and will never become such. So a big sigh of relief with this. And a very big *THANK YOU* to my friend Patty for spending her day off with me at a doctor's appointment. Patty, you are such a good friend and I really appreciate you doing this for me. For me, Billy's birthday signals the start of the holiday season and that too is overwhelming me right now. The thought of going through Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years without Roly for the first time is so sad. I can't even imagine Christmas morning without him. Also, Roly did a lot of decorating and he always made our home look so magical. I know that I won't be able to do all that he did myself, as I am just not able (or willing) to do it all...like get on the roof to put up Christmas lights, drag the tree out from the crawl space and put it together on instinct instead with the use of directions, etc. While I know that people will help me, I truly don't want to impose as everyone is busy this time of year. Heck, even before Molly had cancer and Roly died, this time of year was always more intense and stressful than other times. I am struggling to find a balance between keeping our traditions alive yet creating some new happenings so that it is not *all* about Roly's absence this holiday season. I just haven't figured out how to do that yet, but I will. I also want to minimize the craziness that can go along with holidays and keep the focus genuine and real on what this season is truly all about. Well, that is the news for now. I am going to do my best to put last week behind me and look forward to a better week for us all this week. As always, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for keeping my family in your thoughts and prayers. You are all so wonderfully supportive and that means a great deal. Also, thank you for visiting Keegan's page and Mike's page to offer them your support and encouragement. You guys are really great. I am sad to report that two more of my on-line friends from ALL-KIDS, an incredible support group and information source for parents of kids with ALL, have children who have relapsed. Alexia and Libby are terrific kids. Please keep them and their families in your prayers. I know they will appreciate it so much. Also, my dear friend Apryle's little boy, Victor is having a very tough time now. Victor relapsed a while back and received a transplant. This was not an easy process at all and now he is struggling with the after effects. His mom is a very positive person and a terrific advocate for her son. She is in inspiration. OK, that is really it for now!! Thank you all again for *everything* you do, from the notes in the guestbook, to cards and surprises in the mail, to the prayers and good thoughts and the list can go on! Hope you all have a great week. Love, Donna
Tuesday, November 8, 2005 8:02 AM CST Hello everyone,
Every night I say, "Tonight I am going to sit down and update Molly's page" and then, before I know it, it is so late that I cannot even keep my thoughts straight to type coherently. Last night was no different. So this morning, before I go out to the clinic, I wanted to give at least a quick update to let you all know that everything is truly fine, just hectic and busy.
Here's the "Cliff Notes" version of the happenings around here. Well, as you all know, last week on Monday, we celebrated Halloween. Each year, the neighborhood kids trick-or-treat in a large group. My kids just love trick-or-treating with their friends. The prospect of "free candy" just thrills Billy to no end and Molly has to be part of the action. After getting more candy than either of them could eat in a year, we decided to pack it in and head to my brother's for pizza and more Halloween fun. I have to say, I was happy to get a couple of little boxes of Junior Mints out of the kids' bags but I don't think either child got one 100,000 Grand Bar. I only eat them on Halloween after "stealing" them from the kids so I was a little disappointed that they were a "no show" this year. Oh well, there's hope for next year!
Billy and Molly all set to get some loot.
On Tuesday, Molly had her clinic appointment. Though everything turned out to be OK, her counts got me more than a little concerned initially. She had a white blood count of 10 (which is the high end of normal for a child *not* on chemo). Molly had not taken steroids which could have accounted for a rise in the white count. She didn't seem ill either, which could also explain why the WBC was up so high. So, with no obvious reason for the increase, being the mom of a kid with cancer, my mind wandered to the dreaded question..."Do you see any 'abnormal' cells or blasts"? A relapse can also account for a high white count. Thank God, nothing abnormal was apparent and the doctor looked at two separate slides under the microscope to be sure. So, he said it was in all likelihood something viral that she was either getting or getting over and we would just keep an eye on her. Her chemo dosages were kept the same and we were told to come back in a week. So, I felt OK leaving and continued along on the week.
On Wednesday, Molly went to school and still seemed fine. On Thursday, we had a big, fun day. Molly and I went with our friend "Miss Nancy" (Molly's teacher) and her daughter Morgan to NYC to the American Girl Place. Those of you who have little "girly" girls know that the "American Girl Place" is *the* place to be for an afternoon of fun. Getting there was no small feat...there was tons of traffic and no ride to New York would be complete without a profuse nosebleed requiring that we pull over to the side of a busy road so I could pinch Molly's nose while trying to clean the blood off of her poncho with a wipe. Eventually, the bleeding stopped and we got back on the road. We made it in the nick of time for our lunch reservation in the American Girl cafe. Surprisingly, the lunch was quite good! It was really cute how the dolls get seated at the table and are given their own little china cup and saucer. The place was decorated in bold black and white stripes with lots of hot pink splashes thrown in all over.
Molly all set for lunch
Tea Time!
After lunch, we went through the many floors of the store and looked at all of the dolls and their accessories. Of course, Molly wanted everything but we settled on a few things and will put some others on her Christmas list for Santa to bring. She just *loves* little things, like hair clips, little brushes and little mirrors. Sometimes I wonder if her "obsession" with hair items is some residual post-traumatic stress from losing her hair last year! Anyway, we got the "hair care kit" for her "Molly" doll and a few items for her "Bitty Baby" doll and she was thrilled. However, she also complained a lot of being tired and her legs hurting. So, the complaints of the fatigue and leg pain coupled with her high white count two days earlier and the profuse nosebleed on the way in got me worried all over again. It's so unfair that when you take your child to the city and she is walking more than normal and complains of leg pain, a cancer mom doesn't just get to think, "Boy, she is tired and going to sleep well tonight. What a big day we had." Instead, a cancer mom thinks, "Oh God, I hope this is not a sign of relapse. I hope her marrow is *not* packed with blasts and that's why her legs hurt."
Well, to relieve my concern, I brought her back to the clinic on Friday and her WBC was down to 7.0. Though it was still higher than one would expect, at least it was going in the "right" direction and the doctors felt confident that she had just been fighting some virus and it was probably why Molly was more tired than usual. Also, all of the vincristine she has had has caused her legs to be a little weaker than normal so perhaps the walking in the city really did cause her to feel some pain and discomfort. No matter how you look at it, she was given the "All Clear" and that is all any parent of a kid with cancer really wants to hear. Today we return to the clinic to start a new cycle of chemo. Later on, Molly will get more vincristine, which we all hate because it really causes her body to hurt and constipates her. Also, she will begin on steroids again and she will receive her monthly infusion of an IV antibiotic called pentamidine, which is given prophylactically to stave off pneumonia. It will probably be a long day in the clinic but we will armed with activities to keep us busy.
Over the weekend, we had the pleasure of attending our good friends' daughter's Bat Mitzvah. Elana was so beautiful and poised. She did a wonderful job in the Temple and the party was just fabulous. Neither Billy nor Molly stopped dancing all night long. Molly had the teenage girls wrapped around her little finger and she even got this hip-hop DJ to copy her doing the 5 ballet positions on the dance floor! That was just too funny. Elana's mom, Sheila is one of my closest and dearest friends. She regularly donates blood to Molly and took care of her before she was diagnosed with cancer, since she is also Molly's pediatrician. She is a *wonderful* human being and I am very grateful for her friendship and support. Elana is following in her mother's footsteps as she grows into a compassionate, lovely young woman.
Having a great time at the Bat Mitzvah with all of Elana's friends
Billy dancing the night away
Though the Bat Mitzvah was wonderful, it was the first big formal affair I attended without Roly. It was strange getting dressed up and not having Roly by my side. I needed my mom to come over just to help me zip my dress and get some jewelry hooked properly. The little things we take for granted. I missed his company, as I do every day but was distracted by the kids.
On Sunday, Billy had a soccer game and he scored a goal! He was so happy about that. In the afternoon, we went to my brother's to celebrate my niece, Emily's birthday with the family. The kids always enjoy being with their cousins.
I got an e-mail from my job in Baldwin asking me if I wanted to do some per diem evaluations for them. I thought about it and agreed to do so. I plan to go back to work full-time (unless a part-time position opens) in September 2006. I don't know how I will manage working full-time but I need to work in order to maintain my benefits and because of finances. My job in Baldwin has been so supportive and caring during all of the crises my family has faced so at least I will be returning to a place where I am truly happy at work. Sure, any job has "nonsense" that goes along with it but my coworkers make any "nonsense" fade into the background because they are all so outstanding. I think working on a per diem basis now will be a good way to "get my feet wet" again and get caught up on changes in test instruments, etc. I am a little anxious about it because every time I have tried to go back to work even a little bit, something major has happened to stop it from happening. Let's hope this is a new beginning that will be *good* for us all.
All of you who follow our page are so amazing and supportive and I cannot thank you enough. I have to say that I have really made some new, true friends through this page and I am so grateful for that. Now I want to call upon you to do something for two other caringbridge families. My on-line friend Audra has a beautiful son Keegan who has ALL like Molly. The "good kind," with all of the good genetic markers and good prognostic indicators. Well,Keegan just relapsed in his central nervous system and we are all devastated for his family. There are treatment options and certainly there is hope for a full, complete recovery but no matter what, Keegan is about to embark on a very difficult road. Please, if you can, stop by his page and leave his family a note of encouragement and support. You wouldn't believe how sometimes a note from even a stranger can really bring comfort when you're suffering and afraid.
The next request is for an incredible family I "met" shortly after Roly died, the Machinskis. Mike, the dad, has been struggling with advanced Hodgkin's lymphoma for a while now. He underwent aggressive chemo and relapsed early on. Then, he underwent more aggressive chemo and had a stem cell transplant, which caused his family to relocate to another part of the country for a while. Mike just found out that he relapsed again and the cancer is in a number of spots in his body. Mike is married to a wonderful woman, Becky and he has three beautiful little girls. Please visit his page and leave him and his family a note of support and encouragement. These people have been so kind to me, even with all they have been going through. They are understandably down now and really need others to help them rally back so they can continue to fight for a full, complete recovery. Thank you all so much from the bottom of my heart for this.
Talk to you all soon.
Love, Donna
Sunday, October 30, 2005 9:36 AM CST Hello again, Yesterday marked the 7 month anniversary of Roly's death. How strange to write of it as an "anniversary." Anniversaries should be things to be celebrated...achievements, events that mark the special and joyful moments not the moments of great pain and loss. Soon, it will be the two year "anniversary" of Molly's diagnosis. At the risk of sounding self-pitying, I must admit that over the past couple of years, we have had our share of pain and loss. How I wish that there was some "cap" on the amount of suffering a family could endure. How I wish that there was a quota, that somehow God had a record book and would look in it and say..."Guarton...no more pain for them. They are exempt. Be sure to send only peace and happiness their way." Of course, this is a silly notion. I don't believe that God is responsible for our pain and I don't believe that we are so passive that it is up to Him to create happiness in our lives. I know we don't have a "free pass" on future suffering but I sure wish we did! I'm not really a "preachy" type of individual with regard to my religious beliefs and views but I feel compelled to share this with you today. People who do not know me well sometimes ask "how I'm doing with God." They want to know if I am "angry" with him. I am always so surprised by that type of question. God and I are just fine and no, I am not angry with Him. Sure, I *am* angry that Roly is dead and I am *furious* that my kids don't have the benefit of their dad's love and presence while they grow up but Roly's death is *NOT* God's fault. We are not puppets on strings and while things often happen that are out of OUR control, it does not follow logically that then it must be owing to God's will. I believe that when God gave humans the gift of free will, it created an environment of complexity that is almost impossible to comprehend. I don't know why Roly died and there is nothing or no-one who will be able to answer that for me until I myself have the honor of meeting God and asking him myself. No psychic or medium will satisfy me. No book or theory. No priest or pastor. This is something that I have accepted as being unanswerable on this earth...incomprehensible to me in my flawed human state. So instead of focusing on the "why" and entertaining a million and one viewpoints and theories, I have chosen instead to focus on what I do know for sure. I know that God loves me and my kids and our family beyond measure. I know He would *never* harm us. I know He is there to hold our hands, to comfort us and to carry us when necessary. I know that He helps us to go forward not only through His direct, personal love for us but through all of the faithful people who read this page, who know us and care for us...who pray for us regularly. While my life will always contain sad anniversaries that weigh heavily on my heart, I am hopeful that the future will also hold goodness, peace and happiness for us all. I am hopeful that there will be good times again that will mark the start of new, happy anniversaries. Truly, while I have no *true knowledge* of what the future holds, I am not so inclined any more to spend lots of time trying to figure it out. How Roly and I worried about Molly and the outcome of her illness! We spent lots of time anxious and afraid and then, in literally a few seconds, Roly's life ended and ours became changed forever. We feared something awful, and something awful did in fact happen but not the thing that we wasted our time and energy worrying about! I am not saying that I will no longer be afraid or fall into worry...as a human being, I know that I will. But I guess that I am saying that I am going to *try* not to dwell there. To remember that worry and fear over things out of our control only rob us of energy that could be otherwise used constructively. I will make the conscious choice to focus my energy on those people and things where I can have an impact. I won't even say on those people and things that are within my control because I know only too well that really, the only thing within my control, to some extent, is myself. But I do believe that we can influence one another and I only hope to "influence" in a way that is healthy and good. And while I certainly did not need my child to get cancer or my husband to die in order to "appreciate" life and the fragility of it, I certainly do appreciate each good moment and try to consciously, actively savor it because we don't know what the next moment can bring. Well, I guess that's it for the "preachy stuff." As for the day to day happenings around here, as usual it has been busy. Parents' Visiting Morning at Billy's school was really nice. He did a *GREAT* job with his part of Wilbur in the Charlotte's Web play the kids put on. In fact, everyone did a fabulous job. After the play, the kids and parents painted "carnival" pumpkins and then planted a few bulbs so that the school will look even more beautiful in the spring. My mom came along and Billy was happy that she did. Of course, in a setting such as "Parents' Visiting Morning," one can't help but feel the sting of the loss of Roly a little more acutely. He would have so enjoyed seeing Billy perform. He went every year to this event. Though Billy didn't say much about him not being there, I know he felt it. Here are a couple of pictures from this day:
Billy hard at work
Billy and me with his pumpkin Miss Molly has been very busy herself. She had me laughing my head off the other day when she put some of her play make-up on and told me she was going on a "date." "Oh really?" I asked. "With whom"? She replied, "My 16-year-old boyfriend Sean. He lives in Central Park. I am taking the train to the city and then we are going out to eat macaroni and cheese and lobster." Let me tell you, having a young nanny has a price!! Nothing gets by Molly. She hears Chelsea on the phone with her friends and she thinks she is one of them! I am so in for it when she is older. Molly really enjoyed her Halloween party at school this week. All of the kids from the Morgan Center dressed up and trick-or-treated down a long hallway where the parents were seated with bags of candy. It was so great they could do this because some of them won't be able to do it on Monday. The kids picked out pumpkins and decorated them, had a visit from the Safety Witch, who told them all about safety on Halloween and had a great party complete with pizza, cupcakes, chips and of course music and dancing. Yesterday, Molly had another Halloween party at dance class. She is taking two classes. One is ballet and tap and is with a group of girls her own age and the second class is jazz and tap and is only with one other child. The other child is Morgan, my friend Nancy's daughter from the "Morgan Center." They will be doing their own special number and it promises to be just too cute.
Molly and Morgan at dance class dressed up in Halloween costumes In the afternoon yesterday, Billy had a big Halloween party at his school. The PTA puts it on and it is really incredible. The decorations are unbelievable and there is so much for the kids to do. This year they had a horse drawn hay ride, a DJ, sack races, musical chairs, a "haunted house," an area for scary movies and a BIG blow up slide. It was so much fun. Siblings were welcome so let me tell you, Molly had as much fun as Billy. Today, Billy has a soccer game and then we will gear up for trick-or-treating tomorrow in our neighborhood. That is always fun.
Molly and me on the hay ride
Billy at the sack races Hope you all have a fun and SAFE Halloween. Trick or Treat! Love, Donna
Wednesday, October 26, 2005 0:07 AM CDT Hello to everyone again, It certainly has gotten cold over the past few weeks here in New York. To me, it seems like warm, beautiful weather was here just a minute ago and then it was gone in a snap of a finger. It has been cold and rainy...really rainy. The weather has been the type that sends an uncomfortable chill into your body that is hard to shake off even with a nice, warm cup of tea or a hot, steamy shower. It makes me miss Roly even more, if that is possible. Each sensation brings a flood of memories and feelings. On cold evenings such as this one, I would slide into bed, at least an hour or so after Roly went upstairs. I am much more of a night owl than he was. He got up very early to take the train into NYC and he was a person who needed his rest so often, he would turn in before me. By the time I got into bed though, he had warmed it up substantially and it was nice and cozy. I would snuggle up right next to him and even in his sleep, he would put his arm around me and draw me close, right next to him. It was such a safe, secure and lovely feeling. I miss that so. So tonight, instead of snuggling next to my husband, I am wearing the soft, fuchsia plaid PJ's he got me last Christmas. When I opened the lavish box from Victoria's Secret that Christmas, I was picturing some slinky nightgown Roly had picked out for me. Instead, I had a good laugh when I saw that the beautiful box with the deep pink tissue paper contained two pairs of flannel PJ's! Roly knew me so well! And truly to him, I was just as beautiful and attractive in flannel PJ's as I was in a slinky nightgown. That's the thing when you truly love someone. You don't "see" their outsides but rather you "see" them for what is in their heart, mind and soul. Long ago, I had stopped looking at Roly in a superficial way. If I was asked to describe him, I don't even think it would occur to me to talk about his physical attributes. Instead, I would have told you about how generous of a person he was. How he had a great, sarcastic wit and could really make me laugh. How clever he was and how adept he was when fixing something. How he was totally devoted to his family and how he loved and adored his kids. How he was a loyal and true friend. How he made me feel loved, special, important and worthwhile. I miss him so much. The kids are doing OK, though they continue to struggle with their grief and how they understand the loss of their dad. When we went to Florida recently, I told Billy that there was going to be a wonderful surprise for him when we got to our hotel room. (My mother-in-law was there already and would be joining us on our trip.) Billy got excited and then paused. He looked at me and asked with a heart full of hope and eager anticipation, "Is it daddy? Is he there"? It blew me away. I mean I know he *knows* his dad is in heaven and not coming back yet still, his almost 9-year-old mind is hoping beyond hope for some miraculous occurrence. Telling him "No", his dad would not be there was hard. And Molly...she just told me the other day that she is going to wish very hard for her dad to come home. She told me that he will come home because "dreams do come true." "Cinderella said so." Great. Now I have the pleasure of telling her not all dreams come true and you can't always believe your favorite princess. No kids should have to face these issues. It's just not fair or right. In addition to the rain, this past week was filled with lots of activities. Billy continues to bowl and play soccer. He decided however that the drums are not for him at this time. That was a hard decision because I think he really wanted to play them to honor his dad who was a terrific drummer. But I give Billy lots of credit for being able to know at such a young age when he is doing something for the "wrong" reason. I told him that if he is not enjoying the drums, he does not have to take them. He was worried that maybe his dad would be mad but I was able to reassure him pretty easily that Roly would never be mad at him for something like that. Billy said that he might want to try drum lessons again when he is a little older and that is fine by me. On Thursday, it is Parent's Visiting Day at Billy's school and his class will be putting on Charlotte's Web. Billy is very excited about that. As for Molly, she went to dance class on Saturday and as usual, she *loved* it. The girl never stops dancing and singing. She returned to the Morgan Center and that is always great, as she really enjoys school. She played with her cousins a little bit. Today, we had a clinic appointment and all of her counts were good. She did have a couple more nosebleeds but so far, her hemoglobin is holding. Her doctor kept her on the same dose of chemotherapy for now. With the recent change in the weather, both kids were *very* excited to receive the most beautiful, handmade quilts from a woman named Lisa Peterson. Lisa follows our webpage and made these incredible coverings for both Billy and Molly. Here are a couple of pictures of the kids enjoying these wonderful quilts. (In case any of you are wondering, these are not the quilts being made from Roly's clothing. Those won't be ready until perhaps Christmas). Lisa, we cannot thank you enough for these amazing gifts. They will be treasured for always.
Billy and Molly wrapped in their quilts
Billy loving his quilt
Molly giggling like crazy as she wraps herself up in her quilt Well, I hope you all are drier than we are and I hope you have a peaceful, happy week.
With much love, Donna
Wednesday, October 19, 2005 4:54 PM CDT Hello everyone, We are home from the trip to Disney we took this past weekend and we had a really nice time. Before I tell you all about it though, I wanted to share that Molly is doing well (knock wood) on the medical front. Her ANC and white count are back up to a nice number, thanks to the steroids she just completed and her platelets are back up by 200,000 points. Even her hemoglobin is better. This week, there have been no nosebleeds and I am soooo grateful for that. Despite the steroids, her mood has been really good overall and her behavior in Disney was really excellent. She ate a good amount but she was not ravenous. Usually when she is taking dexamethasone, there is no stopping her when it comes to eating. Last month, she actually ate about a dozen egg whites in one sitting. Today, she received a flu shot, though we are not sure of her ability to mount a response to the vaccine. It won't hurt her though and we can only hope and pray that it helps her. She hates getting injections and today was no exception. Once it was over though, she was fine. I did however have to promise her some shrimp cocktail if she sat still for it. So, now for some details about the trip. I have to admit, I was a little nervous about what kind of trip it was going to be when our plane got delayed for over 3 hours on Friday evening due to bad weather in NY. We didn't actually board the plane until almost 10:00 pm and that is not a good thing when you are traveling with three 8 year olds and one four year old. (Two of the kids were my girlfriend's. Yes, she came too). We got through the flight and the airport in Florida only to wait on a long line to catch a bus to Disney. By the time we actually made it to the hotel and checked into our rooms, it was after 2:00 am. For my kids, there was a great surprise waiting for them in the room...their grandmother who lives in Florida. She got a ride to Orlando with friends and needless to say, Billy and Molly were *THRILLED* to see her. So, my kids didn't go to sleep until after 3:00 am but they were still up and ready to go to MGM the next morning. I kept telling them to go back to sleep but was only able to hold them off until late morning. So at about 11:00 am, we were ready to go to our first theme park. I have to say, Disneyworld in October is really very nice. After 8 straight days of torrential rain on Long Island, we were so happy to see the sun. The weather was warm and sunny, in the 80's but not uncomfortable. The parks certainly had a good amount of people in them but it was not unbearably crowded. For us, MGM was a good choice because it had things for kids Molly's age as well as for the older kids. There, Molly LOVED the Playhouse Disney show and the Muppet 3D movie. Billy and his friends really got a thrill riding the Aerosmith Rockin' Rollercoaster and Star Tours. (Actually, Molly really liked Star Tours too! She is a little daredevil. The faster, the better for her). We ended our day at MGM by watching the evening show, Fantasmic. That was great and we were back to the hotel by 9:30 pm. The next morning, we got up early and went to the Magic Kingdom. We were there when it opened (a first for my family) and stayed until early afternoon. The kids got to do some big rides like Splash Mountain (Molly's favorite) and Big Thunder Mountain Railroad as well as a bunch of rides in Fantasyland. Molly loved "It's a Small World", Peter Pan and the Winnie the Pooh ride. We headed to Toon Town where we got a bunch of autographs and we had lunch at the Liberty Tree Tavern in Liberty Square. I have to say, the food was really quite good there. We did the Disney dining plan and for any of you going soon, I would definitely recommend doing it. It is priced very reasonably and you get a good amount for your money. You can check it out at the Disney website if you are interested. Anyway, we went back to our hotel to rest in the afternoon and then returned at the start of "Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party". This event was just terrific! The park was decorated and lit beautifully and there were some special events, like trick or treating (Billy's favorite), an awesome Halloween parade and the best fireworks show I have ever seen at Disney. A good amount of rides were open and so the kids went on Space Mountain, Buzz Light Year, Stitch’s Great Escape and more. At almost midnight, we all went on the Haunted Mansion ride, even Molly. That was a lot of fun and Molly was not scared at all.
By the next morning, we were all pretty tired but still, we went to a character breakfast at the Grand Floridian Hotel. That was fun. The kids all loved meeting Alice in Wonderland, the Mad Hatter, Mary Poppins, Pooh and Tigger. When breakfast was over, we went back to our hotel and checked out. Then, since our flight was not leaving until after 7:00 pm, we hung out at the pool, had lunch and went to the arcade. Before we knew it, we were heading back to the airport and were back on a plane to NY. We didn't actually arrive home until about 11:00 pm Monday night so we are all still pretty beat. But we had a really fun time. As great as the trip was, of course it was not the same without Roly. I surely missed him and I know his mom and the kids did too. However, I am really glad that we went because being in Disney now triggered so many memories from the trip we took right before Roly died. I know it's only been 6 months since he's gone but to a small child, 6 months might as well be a lifetime. I was comforted by how much both Billy and Molly remembered, especially Molly since she is so young. It was also good to know that I could go there again without falling apart. Though I would have somehow gotten through the trip if I was totally on my own, I am so grateful that I didn't have to be by myself. I so appreciate my mother-in-law Nora for all of her help. Honestly, the trip would have been much more difficult and stressful had her capable and caring hands not been there to help me. So Nora, thank you so much for coming and for all you did to help the trip go smoothly. I am also really grateful that we were able to do this with my girlfriend and her kids. That made everything much more fun and special too. Here are a few pictures from the trip:
Well, I guess that is the news for now. Before I say goodbye for today though, I have to mention how deeply touched I was to arrive home to some very special treats for the kids. One of our very kind on-line friends Sherry, sent a little care package that was a huge hit. Billy just loved those Pokemon cards and Molly’s new favorite game is Go Fish. Thank you so much! Also, a wonderful organization called Project Angel Hugs sent an adorable Halloween decoration made by one of its teen angels, Caylee. Molly just loved that. Thank you!! I am continually amazed by two incredible people, Kathy and her daughter Katherine who for the longest time now have sent Molly each week *beautiful* handmade cards to cheer her up. Even while these two have been under construction, they still send Molly well wishes and great stories! Thank you both from the bottom of our hearts. Another person who always checks in and sends great cards and treats is our friend, Mrs. Pam from the Preschool Pen Pals. Mrs. Pam, you are one of a kind! Finally, Billy was completely blown away by the kindness of a very compassionate woman named Elizabeth who works at the Nickelodeon Animation Studios in California. She read how much Billy *LOVES* the cartoon, The Fairly Odd Parents and she had the creator of the show autograph a poster for Billy. He was so excited and said that none of the kids at school would even believe it. Of course, he wants it framed so he can hang it in his room! Thank you so much Elizabeth for your kind note and for going out of your way for kids you have never even met. I don’t even really know how to convey to all of you who follow this page my deep gratitude and appreciation for all that you do. You are an amazing bunch of people. What you do really helps to remind us all that we are not alone. It helps to know that there so many people who care and are praying for us.
Well, I hope you all have a great week. With a little luck, I will be able to update again before a whole entire week goes by!
With much love, Donna
Wednesday, October 12, 2005 8:55 PM CDT Hello to all, I cannot believe that an entire week got by me without having the opportunity to sit down and update but it did. It has been kind of crazy and hectic here this week. Let me begin by updating you on Molly. Thankfully, her counts have rebounded...for the most part. Molly's white blood cell count has improved enough for her to begin taking chemo again. Her platelets however have been dropping by about 100,000 each week for the past 2 weeks but they are still in the normal range and the doctor does not seem concerned at all about that. Molly missed an entire week of chemo and that never makes me feel great but at least she is somewhat back on track now. Once every month, Molly receives the following medications...IV Vincristine (which causes leg and jaw pain as well as constipation), dexamethasone for 5 days (a steroid that causes some pretty significant mood swings, a ravenous appetite and a need for *less* sleep), IV pentamidine (an antibiotic given to try and protect Molly from certain strains of pneumonia), oral 6MP and oral methotrexate (both are chemo drugs that impact on the blood counts but other than that, have not really bothered Molly much). The 6 MP is taken every evening on an empty stomach and the oral methotrexate is taken once each week, also in the evening on an empty stomach. However, Molly does not take oral methotrexate once every three months because at that time, she receives the drug intrathecally (which means that it is administered via a lumbar puncture and is injected directly into the spinal fluid). In addition to these medications, Molly takes Zantac to help protect her stomach from the harshness of the steroid and she does "mouth care," which involves "swishing and swallowing" oral nystatin and rinsing the mouth with a very minty, medicine-tasing rinse called peridex. These things are done to protect the sensitive mucous linings in the mouth and throat from developing sores because of the chemotherapy. It is a lot of medication to manage and the dosages of these medications typically vary week to week, depending upon Molly's height and weight and her weekly blood counts. Yesterday, after being at the hospital all day long, Molly began her monthly cycle of all of these medications. Thankfully, she is a trooper and is quite cooperative with taking them, despite the vile tastes of the oral ones. Overall, she seems to be feeling well and her disposition has been good, though it won't be long before her alter ego emerges thanks to the steroids. Unfortunately, Molly's nosebleeds are continuing. They are not "terrible"...only one was really profuse but they are annoying and upsetting to Molly. She already had her nose cauterized but it hasn't helped much. I am just hoping that somehow, someway these will stop occurring. In other areas, Molly is doing really well. She *LOVES* going to school at the Morgan Center and when she is able to go, she totally enjoys her dance classes. Now that her counts are up, I know that she will be eager to play with her friends. Playdates are always a treat for her. Overall, Billy has been doing well too. He is getting good grades in school, though he complains about doing his homework. He is involved in a basketball club at school and is on the student council. His class just finished reading Charlotte's Web and in 2 weeks, it will be "visiting day" for the parents. Billy's class is going to put on a short play based on Charlotte's Web and Billy will be playing the part of Wilbur (or Wilburt as he likes to call him)! He is pretty excited about that. As for me, I hadn't been feeling too well last week but am better now. I had a series of really awful headaches that left me barely able to do my normal activities. Perhaps it was my sinuses or owing to some changes in the weather. Maybe it was just stress. Whatever it was, it is better now and I am grateful for it. I had mentioned a number of entries ago that I am having Roly's clothing made into quilts for the kids, myself and some family members. Each of the quilts will have photos on them. The quilter, Lynette at Quilt Creations is going to scan the photos on to fabric that will be incorporated into the quilts. I cannot begin to tell you how hard it was to sort through literally thousands of photos to select the ones I wanted for this project. With each photo, there were so many memories and it caused so many conflicting feelings. While I was comforted and happy to remember these good times, almost immediately came pangs of profound sadness and loneliness for my husband. I just miss him, plain and simple. I miss all that we had in those pictures. I miss "silly hat days" when we would all wear crazy hats around the house. I miss family days at the zoo and local animal farm. I miss times when we would all go to the park or beach together. I miss fun days with friends and relatives. I miss it all. It makes me so damn mad that we can *never* go back and reclaim what we spent our lives building...a happy, cohesive, imperfect but loving family of four. Emotionally, I feel a bit drained from getting everything together from the clothes to the pictures for the quilts but I am relieved that it is all in Lynette's capable and caring hands. This past week I was presented with another dilemma. Roly's car (a 1992 Honda Accord) finally broke down so much so that it was not worth fixing. The baby-sitter had been using the car to run errands and drive the kids places on occasion. At this point in our lives, I need the second car because if I am occupied at a place with one child and the other needs to go someplace else, I need a safe means for the sitter to get him/her there. So, my choice was to buy another used car or to get a new car and let the baby-sitter use my car, which is now 6 years old but still in very good condition. After a lot of careful thought, I decided to buy a new car and keep my car as the second. It was so hard to make this decision without Roly's input and having him to help with the research, test drives, etc. Thankfully, my brother Van went with me to negotiate a deal and help me. I am sure I could have done it alone but it was so much better to have another person there to bounce a few things off of. I ended up with a new minivan...not glamorous but it really meets our current needs. Now, if I go someplace with my parents or friends, we can all fit into one car and I don't have to drive alone while I follow someone or they follow me. More importantly, now I know no matter what car the kids are in, they are in a safe vehicle that meets the current automotive standards. Although Roly was never "in love" with his car, it is going to be difficult to part with it. It was something that was so obviously his. Just like with the pictures, I was both comforted and saddened by seeing it. Most of the time, I asked the nanny to park it around the corner so when I pulled up, I wouldn't see it sitting in front of the house. When Roly was alive (I cannot believe I just typed that...When Roly was alive...it is so very strange to hear those words in my head), and I saw the car in front of the house as I turned the corner, I would be so happy because it meant he had gotten home early. I found that now when I saw it there, I had that initial conditioned response of happiness followed by an almost immediate wave of devastation. It was just too much to go through each day so it was better to have the car around the corner. It must sound so dumb but somehow just knowing the car was there was a bit comforting and now, it won't be there anymore. Yet another thing to let go of. I am so tired of "letting go" of things. I have decided to donate the car and hope that wherever it ends up, it is put to good use somehow, even if it is just for parts. This weekend I have a very special treat planned for the kids. Some of it they know but a lot of it they don't. I am taking them to Disney for a long weekend with my girlfriend and her kids. In addition, Roly's mom is going to meet us there. In the Magic Kingdom during the month of October, they have a special event called "Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party." At this event, the kids get to walk around in their costumes and trick-or-treat at the rides. There will be a special parade and holiday fireworks. It is supposed to be a great deal of fun. I was able to get a great package deal so I decided to just do it. I think the trip will bring the kids lots of happiness and they both really deserve that. Billy and Molly adore Disney and to them, it is so special because it makes them think of their dad. We were there on Molly's Make-A-Wish trip only a week before Roly died. I am trying to find ways to celebrate special events and holidays that don't negate what we used to do but that don't totally encompass that either. Halloween was always a very special and fun time for our family. Before Molly got ill, we hosted a Halloween party for all of the neighborhood kids. In addition, each year, we trick or treated with lots of friends from the block and always, we ended up at our home for a pizza party and more fun. Roly and I would bake Halloween cookies with the kids and do different types of crafts. Roly was always a big part of these festivities. In fact, while going through the pictures for the quilt, I found the funniest picture of him in a witches hat complete with long, stringy gray hair. I wish I knew how to work my scanner so I could post that picture! He wore it all night while he gave candy out at the front door. Anyway, we will still trick or treat with the kids on the block and I will still bake the Halloween cookies and do the crafts with the kids but I also wanted to do something different and fun. So this year, it's off to Disney we go and next year, we'll figure something else out. I probably won't post again until we get home from Florida but hopefully I will have some great pictures and stories when I do. As always, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for your continued love, support, prayers and kindness. I know I wouldn't be able to do what I am doing without all that you are doing to help us. Truly, whether I hear from you...or I don't...I know that so many people care about us and that makes a world of difference in finding the strength to carry on.
I hope you all are well and are enjoying the fall. Before I say goodnight though...I have to share some WONDERFUL NEWS. Baby Donovan has again achieved remission!! This is absolutely terrific news! It means that he is now able to go to Duke to receive the cord blood transplant that we all hope and pray will help him to beat cancer once and for all. I thank you all...each and every one of you who prayed for this precious child. Please continue to keep him and his beautiful family in your prayers, that he continues to stay in remission, remains strong and tolerates all that is to come. I know his family has much faith and that they are relying on God and all of our prayers to help them through this difficult time. Thank you all again.
With much love, Donna
Tuesday, October 4, 2005 7:50 AM CDT Hello again,
Let me begin this journal entry once again by saying "thank you" to everyone who comes by this page to check on us, encourage us, support us and pray for us. You are amazing individuals who give me strength and hope when they are hard to find. Your words are comforting and uplifting but I must say, most of the time, it's not the words that touch my heart so deeply. Rather, it is the fact that you continue to come to this site to read our story. That you continue to care enough to include us in your prayers. That you continue to feel compassion for a family many of you have not even met. For those of you who do know us, that you continue to stand by our sides...listening, loving and helping. That all of you continue to want to help us in our journeys to become (almost) whole again. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
The past week was not an easy one for me. The 6 month anniversary of Roly's death hit me a little harder than I anticipated. I don't know why I anticipated it to be anything other than what it was...so very sad and lonely. It has been too long already since I have been with my husband. It has been too long since the kids have played with their dad. I want so much to keep things "normal" for us all but the harsh truth is that life is not normal...at least not the normal we had become accustomed to. I think it will be a long time before we begin to feel "accustomed to" life without Roly.
Though life feels so different now, we continue to go through our days filling them with "normal" activities. Perhaps doing so many things that we used to do brings a bit of comfort. These activities are familiar...like old friends that we like to visit. So, one thing we did this week was go apple-picking out east past the Hamptons in a town called Watermill. Every year, Roly and I would take the kids to this little family owned orchard called "The Milk Pail" to pick apples and select a pumpkin. All of the trees there are dwarf trees so it's quite easy for the little ones to pick the apples themselves. It's a nice, long ride and Roly and I always enjoyed it. We passed the time catching up with each other and listening to CD's we hadn't heard in a while. I thought about going with just the kids and would have done that if no-one else was up for going but luckily for us, my dear friend Eileen and her daughter Shannon joined us for the day. It was terrific company and everyone enjoyed themselves so much. The day itself was gorgeous...beautiful fall weather but not too chilly with bright blue skies. So, now I have lots and lots of apples and have to come up with some good recipes in order to use them all! Here are a couple of pictures of us from the day:
Me and the kids in the apple orchard
Billy and Molly sittin' by some pumpkins...sippin' some home-made apple cider
When the apple picking was over, the kids played together and we had good New York pizza for dinner at Eileen's house. When Billy, Molly and I returned home, we watched a "Fairly Odd Parents" Halloween cartoon. (Billy just loves this cartoon...it has it's funny moments but boy, cartoons have changed since Bugs Bunny was on top.) Overall, it was a really lovely Saturday.
Sunday, Billy had his 1st soccer game of the season. Again, Roly's presence was missed so much. We would cheer Billy on together from the sidelines and always had a good time doing so. Luckily for us, Billy's good friend Matthew is on his team and I am good friends with Matthew's parents. So, Molly and I sat with them. Also, Roly's dear friend, Andy showed up at the field with his wife Victoria. It was so nice of them to come and watch Billy and be there for me. As hard as life is without Roly, I am continually amazed at the goodness and kindness and generosity that is shared with us. (Incidentally, the game was a tie but the kids had lots of fun playing).
On the Molly front, unfortunately her counts were even worse on Friday when we went back to the clinic for them to be re-checked. Her ANC was down to 148, which is very low. This low number indicates that Molly's ability to fight infections right now is not too great so we need to take some steps to protect her. As a result of her low count, I didn't send her to dance because it's taught in an enclosed area with small children and I was afraid that someone could be ill and then Molly would catch it. It is for the same reason that I didn't bring Molly to my brother's house for Katie's "family" birthday party. Instead, we did "outside things", where there is less likelihood of catching an illness. She continues to be off of chemo but we will see what the doctor has to say later today. Unfortunately, her nosebleeds have started again and that is so upsetting to everyone. I hope it is a transient thing. Please say an extra prayer that Molly's counts rebound and that these nosebleeds stop once and for all.
On a very sad note, I wanted to let those of you who have been praying for Clare know...she passed away last week and it is so totally heartbreaking. She was a child with ALL, the same leukemia that Molly has who completed her treatment and was doing fine. Then, 16 months off of chemo, she experienced severe pain in her legs and there it was...the monster that is cancer. Attempts to get Clare back into remission with very strong chemotherapy caused her lungs to be irreversibly damaged and she finally passed away. It is a total heartbreak. It would be so nice if any of you wanted to stop by Clare's page to offer prayers of comfort for her wonderful family and perhaps leave a message of support.
Once again, thank you all. The caringbridge community is just incredible. Love, Donna
Thursday, September 29, 2005 8:32 AM CDT Hello everyone,
Today is September 29th and to me, it is a meaningful date. September 29th marks 6 months since Roly was killed in a tragic accident on his way to work on an otherwise ordinary Tuesday morning. As one might expect, I am still having trouble fully absorbing that this actually happened and the enormity of what this means to me, my children, Roly's family and everyone who loved him so. I cannot even believe that 6 months have actually passed. To me, it feels like Roly just left for work and will be home this evening. And at the same time, it feels like forever since I heard his laugh and shared the day's events.
When Roly died, spring had just arrived. It came and went in a blur. Then summer arrived and it seems to have gone as quickly as it came. Now it is autumn. The weather is finally beginning to change. The incredible heat that we endured has broken and cool nights are here once again. I wonder if it too will fly by in a snap of a finger. Time continues on like the good little soldier it is yet nothing seems to be as it was. I recently read this passage in a book I have on healing after loss and it really struck a chord with me:
But I am no more I, Nor is my house now my house. -Federico Garcia Lorca
The death of a loved one shifts the whole foundation of our life. Nothing is as it was. Even what was most familiar seems in a strange way unfamiliar. It is as though we had to learn a new language, a new way of seeing. Even the face in the mirror sometimes seems the face of a stranger. What are we to make of this? Just that we truly have, in a way, entered a new country. Though the terrain looks much the same and many of the people are the same people, there is a different light over everything. Remember how long it took, when you moved to a new house or a new town, for it to seem like home? It is the same with any major life change. We will get used to this new land, this new arrangement of people and relationships. But it will take---time to look around, to be startled, to be brought up short, again and again. An inner lurch of protest before we acknowledge---Oh, yes, it's different now.
The above passage really speaks to how I am feeling. How truly everything...even the most familiar and comfortable...seems different, unknown and at times, overwhelming. I believe that eventually, in time, we will all "adjust" in the sense that we will get accustomed to this new life that has been thrust upon us. But I also believe that a part of us will always mourn for what was and for the lost opportunities of what could have been.
There really is so much I could say about the last 6 months but I will leave this topic with a few thoughts:
*When a tragedy actually strikes, the capacity to hurt and ache is much greater than one could have imagined or fantasized about prior to the tragedy.
*Holidays and special occasions are hard without your loved one, but everyday life is harder.
*Human beings are resilient in general and children are more resilient than adults.
*People genuinely care about other people. *When you feel so low that you think you can feel no lower, down you go...but most of the time, there is a hand extended to help you climb back up.
*Children, loved ones and the desire to honor the one who died make life worth living when you can find no other motives to forge on.
On a "happier" note, today Molly began going to school again at the Morgan Center. She just really loves it there. I know that she is going to enjoy school so much this year and she is so happy to be back with her friends. We are so grateful that this place exists.
Molly was seen at the clinic on Tuesday and unfortunately, her counts bottomed out so she is off chemo until at least Friday when her counts are rechecked. The drop in counts is probably owing to the intrathecal chemotherapy she had almost 2 weeks ago. This is not really that uncommon for Molly so I will just keep my fingers crossed that the counts recover soon and that she is on her way to better days. She has been complaining of a little sore throat so please, say a prayer that she stays fever-free.
I'll check in with all of you again soon.
With much love,
Donna
PS: A BIG, HEARTFELT THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO MADE MOLLY A CHILI PEPPER AT CHILI'S FOR CHILDHOOD CANCER AWARENESS! SHE LOVED THEM AND WE WERE REALLY SO TOUCHED BY YOUR KINDNESS!
Saturday, September 24, 2005 0:16 AM CDT Hi all,
Tonight I wanted to write a quick entry to share with you the wonderful time we had at this year's Light the Night Walk, which took place at Hofstra University on Long Island. To quote from the web page, the Light the Night Walk is the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society's nationwide evening walk to build awareness of blood cancers and raise funds for cures. Walkers carry illuminated balloons-white for survivors and red for supporters-to celebrate and commemorate lives touched by cancer. Individuals and teams raise money to fund research and find cures. The walk that took place at Hofstra was one of two on Long Island this year. The other will occur at Computer Associates out in Islandia on October 6, 2005. If you can locate a walk going on within your community, join in and help us find an end to these illnesses. I am sure you will find the experience enlightening, uplifting and rewarding.
For my family, this year's Light the Night Walk was truly a wonderful evening...a night filled with hope and anticipation that one day, we will not need to walk to raise funds to find a cure...because a cure will have been found and blood cancers will be a thing of the past. We had the privilege of walking with some very special people. My friends, George and Anita invited us to walk with their friends, Barbara and Al. Barbara is a survivor of lymphoma and she is an inspiration. She raised so much money for this evening that she was awarded 2 "VIP" tickets. These tickets entitled her to a wonderful buffet and a "meet and greet" with NFL New York Jets Quarterback, Chad Pennington. Chad is the 2005 New York Metro Light The Night Walk Honorary Chairperson. He lost his father-in-law in 2003 after a 10 month battle with leukemia. Barbara refused to take these VIP tickets for herself. Instead, she insisted on giving them to us so that Billy and Molly could have the opportunity to meet with Chad. She is so kind and giving and we are deeply touched by her generosity. As you can tell from the picture above, Molly certainly enjoyed meeting with Chad (who incidentally, was so terrific with the kids). And as you will see from the pictures below, Billy really enjoyed meeting this sports star himself.
Billy and Chad
Molly, Billy and Chad
The whole evening was wonderful. Before the walk started, there were lots of games and activities for the kids. Molly loved watching some clowns juggle and a magician who "ate" fire. She laughed and jumped around so much that never in a million years would you guess that this child is taking chemotherapy each and every day. Billy loved taking "slapshots" at a hockey booth as well as throwing a football at another booth.
The walk itself was great. The weather was perfect and seeing the sea of red and white balloons was very touching. Molly would not hold her balloon for long though. She insisted on cutting it loose and sending it to heaven to her dad, so that is what we did. About half way through the walk, Molly got very tired even though she was being pushed in a stroller. She cried about missing her dad and once again, she broke my heart. I couldn't help but think of the walk we did last year at Computer Associates with a wonderful family, the Bonlarrons. We had such a great time last year. I know Roly had to be watching us from heaven, though I wish with all of my heart he had been watching from right next to me.
I also wanted to mention that September is Childhood Cancer Awareness month. I have seen a *little* bit about this fact in the media recently but not a ton. A local news station came to Molly's preschool, The Morgan Center, to film a brief piece on it. It will air on Saturday evening on channel 11 at 10:00 PM for those of you who are local to New York City and the metropolitan area. I'm sure that Miss Molly will "make the cut", as she seemed to be doing some flirting with the camera man! Also, in honor of Childhood Cancer Awareness Month, the restaurant chain, "Chili's" is sponsoring a "Live a Little, Give a Little" campaign on Sept 26th, and will donate 100 percent of their profits (minimum of $100,000) to St. Jude's Children's Research Hospital. You can also go to their web site Chili's Create a Pepper and create an online "Pepper" in someone's honor and make a donation, if you'd like. Molly had a pepper made for her by Beth Leppo and we just love it! Thank you so much for doing that! So, if you can find a Chili's near you, stop in on Sept 26th for some great food and an even greater cause!
Well, I guess that's all the news for now. Will update again very soon. Thank you *ALL* again for your incredible love, support and caring of our family. Have a great weekend.
Wednesday, September 21, 2005 8:35 AM CDT Hello everyone,
As I sit here this morning, I want so badly to write some upbeat, positive, hopeful journal entry yet such an entry would be a distortion of the reality we find ourselves still living in. I want to tell you all that we are so much better, that we are enjoying our lives and that we are adjusting; that we feel somewhat whole but again, that would not be representative of the entire truth. Sure, we *are* adjusting...somewhat...because we have no other option but at the risk of sounding corny, I feel like we just landed in Oz and have only just begun the long, unknown journey down the Yellow Brick Road.
The Wizard of Oz has always been a favorite movie of mine, and now, Molly seems to like it quite a bit too. She has been watching it a great deal so it is kind of on my mind. Just like Dorothy finds herself in the midst of a tremendous storm and then thrust into a strange, new world that has some vague familiarities, we find ourselves thrust into an existence that is foreign yet recognizable in many aspects. It feels like we have so long to travel before we get "back home"...to a place of peace and joy that sometimes I wonder if we will ever truly get there. Most of the time, I am able to hold on to the belief that it *will* be better for all of us but even with that, I know that it will never be as it was before. It angers me so much that no matter what we do to heal, it will really never be "OK" because of the fact that Roly died and that void will never really be filled. It will never be OK that the kids have to grow up without their dad and that I have to go on without my spouse. That my in-laws have to live without their son, that Roly's sister has to go on without her brother. That a wonderful man...a husband, a father, a son, a brother, an uncle, a godfather, a nephew, a cousin, a friend...a loving, compassionate, good human being is no longer here to share with us the ups and downs of life. And because of this, we struggle on our journeys, taking it one step at a time with lots of love and help from friends we had before and new friends we have made along the way. Because of all of the love and caring that is shared with us, we are able to have moments away from the pain. So I guess I will tell you about some of those moments of relief that we have coming up...
In a little while, Molly and I will return to The Morgan Center for a "Welcome Back"/Open House get together. We are really looking forward to this because we haven't seen a lot of our friends from school in a long time. I know that there will be some new faces at the school and that others have moved on. No matter who is there though, I am sure that it will be terrific and that Molly is in for another great year in preschool.
Later this afternoon, Billy will take his first drum lesson. That is very exciting. His dad was a really terrific drummer and he would be so proud to see Billy taking lessons. I hope he enjoys it even half as much as Roly did. If he does and sticks with it, I won't even mind if one day, the band practices at our house! (It seems like band practice always happens where the drummer lives.)
On Thursday, we are going to join some friends for the "Light the Night" walk sponsored by the leukemia/lymphoma society. This walk will take place at Hofstra University and it should be a wonderful evening. I understand that there will be activities for the kids and of course, the fundraising walk with lit balloons honoring those stricken with blood cancers.
Over the weekend, Billy will be participating in a special "bereavement camp" through the Center for Hope, the place where we will be going for counseling again in a few weeks. The kids board buses and go to camp grounds for an entire day on Sat. Then they come home for the night and go back again on Sunday. I think it will be very healing for Billy and I am happy that he is going to participate in this. I will let you all know how it actually goes.
I plan to continue to go through and organize pictures for the quilts that are being made. I have *tons* of pictures but prior to the days of digital cameras, I was not organized with keeping them. So, it has been a chore to go through bags and boxes and find what I am looking for. It is also rather draining emotionally to do that because of course, seeing all of these pictures brings back a flood of memories from happier times. Even with the drain I feel, it is good to see these pictures, as it helps me to feel close to Roly.
Wishing you all a good day. As always, thank you so much for checking in.
Love, Donna
Saturday, September 17, 2005 10:33 PM CDT Hi to all,
Another step taken on this lousy journey through grief towards healing and hope. This week, I cleaned out Roly's closet and his dresser. It was so very hard to part with his clothes. I had left them untouched until this week. Although clearly I *know* that he is gone and not coming home, part of me refuses to embrace this. I avoided going through Roly's personal belongings because it was a way I could pretend that it had not happened. That he had not died but instead, was on that business trip that just kept on getting extended. Stupid mind games one plays with oneself to avoid such deep pain. I needed to go through his things now because I have decided to have quilts made from his clothing for the kids, Roly's mom and sister and myself. I want to have the quilts for the holidays and the woman who is making them needs to have the clothing now if they are to be ready before Christmas. I thought that it would be comforting to have something tangible of Roly's that we could treasure and enjoy for many years to come. The woman making the quilts is going to incorporate pictures into them by scanning the pictures and then printing them onto fabric. I think that in the future, Billy and Molly will really hold these quilts close to their hearts. I have asked for a wall quilt to hang in our living room and plan to send pictures not only of Roly but of our family as a special remembrance. I think I am going to ask for an additional quilt to wrap myself in too.
As I took the items out of the closet and drawers, so many things triggered memories. The shirt I gave him for his birthday last year, the funny pj bottoms he received last Christmas, jeans with holes and paint splattered from the last time he painted, the sweater he kept almost since we started dating, ties that I picked out to match his suits, Sponge Bob boxer shorts that Billy thought Roly needed to have, clothes that I had just bought him that still had the tags on...things he never got the chance to wear and so on. His clothes held his scent and just smelling them made it seem impossible. How could this be true?? I can still *smell* his essence for crying out loud...how could this be true?? I hate this so much. It is not right. It is not fair. He didn't deserve this and neither did we. I want to know why...how...and still, no answers.
I packed 2 large boxes of clothing for the quilter and 1 large box of things for Roly's dad and family in Florida. I kept his suits...I'm not sure why but I just didn't want to part with them or his sport jacket. Maybe Billy will fit in to them one day, who knows? I kept a few of my favorite sweaters. I'm sure I will be wearing them at home as soon as the air gets a chill. I kept a couple of ties...including his Fred Flintstone tie for Billy. And his Yankee baseball cap. A belt too. The rest got put into 8 large black bags and I brought them to a church in Amityville, Long Island called the "Freedom Chapel." It is a Christian church that runs a drug treatment program called "Teen Challenge." Someone very close to Roly and I went through that program and it helped to save his life. I think Roly would approve of donating his clothes to this organization, as many of the men who come into treatment come literally with the clothes on their backs and no more.
As hard as it has been to part with these things, I am comforted by the fact that I will be getting some of these things back in the form of the quilts. That fact made it just a drop easier and it gave me the motivation to do the task. When everything had been dropped off and mailed out, I went to the cemetery and spent some quiet time there. I left half the flowers I had brought in the vase that was there and brought the other half home. Seeing the flowers makes me think of all of the times that Roly brought me flowers, which truly averaged out to at least a few times each month. Though I complained at times, like most wives do, I truly had a gem of a husband. Loving, helpful, thoughtful, selfless, kind, generous, gentle, and the descriptors could go on. He was one of a kind. His is so missed by so many.
Molly has been very emotional about her dad lately. Perhaps it is the steroids she is now on as part of her treatment protocol. She is very moody and demanding, which is how she tends to get while on steroids but she also has been really crying a great deal for her dad. She has been verbalizing a lot about missing him and feeling sad that he is not here. On the one hand, that is good because she is expressing herself but on the other hand, selfishly, it is so hard for me to hear each day. I hate to see the kids suffering and with this, there is not much I can do except validate their feelings, hug them and reassure them with my love as much as I can. Billy deals with this more subtly. For example, today we were at a birthday party. When it was time for cake, the birthday child made a wish and blew out the candles. Billy came over to me and said, "I know what I am going to wish for on my birthday. I am going to wish that daddy has a really good life in heaven." It is always with us. At home. At school or work. At birthday parties. It never really goes away and that is exhausting sometimes. Billy also continues to worry about forgetting things about his dad. So each night, he has gotten into the routine of saying his prayers and then going through a list of "questions about daddy" and then, "*important* questions about daddy". The regular questions consist of things like, "What was daddy's favorite sport? or "Did he like to read?" and the *important* questions seem to have to do with how Roly and I met and when we knew we loved each other and the like.
I asked a while back but I am going to ask again, especially in light of Billy's fear of forgetting, please...those of you who are/were close to us and knew Roly, could you write a letter to the kids telling them something about their dad or an experience you shared with him or anything at all that you would like to tell them but something...so they have something to hold on to. Lots of you said that you would do this and many have told me that you are finding it difficult to do, I guess because it is such a sad thing in some regard. But it is also such a wonderful gift to Roly's kids. You will be helping them to create and hold on to memories that they will never have the chance to make. They (especially Billy) so want to hear the stories of Roly's past. It is a way of staying connected and not letting go. Please help the kids to stay connected to their dad. The letters don't have to be long or eloquent. They can be handwritten, typed or e-mailed. They can be separate to Billy and Molly or it can be the same letter. Whatever you are comfortable with and whatever you feel like doing. I have gotten some letters and I again thank you all from the bottom of my heart for doing this. It means a great deal to me and I know it will to the kids too one day. Thank you all in advance for doing this. Truly, it is a priceless gift to these kids.
Once again, I want to thank everyone who continues to visit this website and to those who check in on us and pray for us regularly. You are so amazing and supportive and it means so much to me. I see that we are nearing our 200,000 visitor to the page so if you visit one day soon, look at the number on the bottom of the home page. If you are visitor 200,000, please leave us a note in the guestbook! We would love to hear from you.
I want to ask one more thing this evening. Two friends from my incredible on-line group of parents of kids with ALL are really struggling right now. Please remember to keep Clare and Baby Donovan in your prayers as they are really struggling at this time. Thanks again for stopping by.
With much love Donna
Thursday, September 15, 2005 8:47 AM CDT Hello everyone,
What a hectic week it has been, and it's not even over yet! The weekend was quite full and busy, as our weekends tend to be. I guess it's mostly good because we are distracted to some extent but I can imagine as the weather gets cooler and summer truly fades away, things will slow down a little bit. On Saturday, Molly began taking dance lessons again. She is taking 2 classes, back to back in the morning. The first is ballet and tap and the second is tap and jazz. The dance studio is in W. Islip, which is about a 1/2 hour from our home but the teacher is so wonderful and good to Molly that it is well worth the trip. Miss Eileen keeps the class size small so Molly can participate and she takes extra care to wipe things down and keeps a close eye on Molly. This past weekend, Molly was the only child in the second class and that enabled her to have a private dance lesson with her teacher. She was actually thrilled with that. Miss Eileen showed her not only jazz steps but Irish step movements too, as Molly *loves* Irish dancing. How funny...a Greek-Cuban Irish step dancer! At the next class, Molly will be absolutely thrilled to find out that her teacher from the Morgan Center (Miss Nancy) will be bringing her daughter (Morgan) to join Molly at dance. Molly adores Morgan and she will be so excited to be dancing with her. For me, it will be a treat too because I am friendly with "Miss Nancy" so we will get a chance to chat and socialize while we watch the girls "do their thing."
On Saturday after Molly finished with dance, the kids and I met my friend, Flo and her husband. Bob. Flo and Bob have a great fishing boat and they took us out for the afternoon. It was gorgeous that day and we so enjoyed the ride. We fished for a while and Billy caught quite a few fish, though none of them were really "keepers." That's just fine though because even if they were large, Billy would have begged Bob to throw them back. He can't tolerate killing any animal for any reason. He won't even allow me to kill a spider or a bug. I have to shoo them out of the house or try to catch the bug and set it free. I think I have an animal activist in the making. It was a terrific afternoon and we had a really great time. Thank you so much Flo and Bob. You are really great and we so appreciate your generosity.
Believe it or not, Saturday didn't end there for us. In the evening, the kids and I took a ride with my parents to New Jersey to a Greek Church festival at my Uncle Gus' church. It was so nice to see some of our family and the kids had lots of fun on the rides. There was plenty of food, music and other activities too. We were all exhausted by the time we got home.
On Sunday, we relaxed for a bit. Being that it was September 11th, I for one certainly felt extra sad that day. I watched the memorial service on television and saw some of my friends as they read the names of their loved ones that perished. Being so close to the site of the attack, we knew too many people who were there and lost their lives that day. Roly was one of the people in lower Manhattan that morning and though he was not in the towers, I was terrified that something had happened to him. It was hard to communicate as cell phones were out. I was so relieved when he arrived home that evening with my brother and his sister-in-law, who *was* in the second tower when the plane hit. We are so thankful that Marie made it home that day. Somehow, after living through that, I thought Roly would be OK in the city. He was smart and knew what to do in emergencies. He had a calm head and was not prone to panic. I still shake my head in disbelief all of the time that Roly is gone. It just doesn't seem like it could have happened and yet of course, I know it did.
Later in the afternoon on Sunday, I took the kids and we went to my brother Van's house for dinner. It was "Grandparent's Day" (something I didn't know about until the day before)! We all had a very nice time at Van and Ro's.
Monday began a new week of school for Billy. He is liking 3rd grade and I am happy about that. For Molly, she had her first play therapy appointment with a terrific therapist I know. I am taking her to play therapy to try to help her work through her own feelings of loss and grief. Though overall Molly is a very happy little girl, she misses her dad terribly and cries for him rather often. She is having a very hard time saying "good-bye" to people that she loves. Though this is very understandable, I hate how she works herself up into such an agitated state at times. For example, when it is time for my mom to leave my house, Molly gets quite anxious and really upset and it can last for a while. She has also developed a fear that someone is going to come and snatch her away and this is affecting her sleeping (and mine too). Anytime she cries for any reason, it always seems to end with lots of sobs and statements about how much she misses her daddy. I am hoping that the play therapy will help. The only down side is that the therapist is in Astoria (Queens, NY) and it is very far from our home. It is almost at the border of Manhattan and it takes about an hour to get there. Still, it is worth it to know that Molly is in such good and loving hands.
On Monday after Molly's therapy was over, I drove her home and then drove back to the North shore to pick up Billy from school. He had *his* therapy appointment so off I went again from the South shore of Long Island to Great Neck, where Billy's therapist is. I think I will go broke from the gasoline alone! Billy has been seeing this social worker since the end of the school last year to help him cope with his thoughts and feelings surrounding Roly's death. The therapy appears to be going well and Billy really seems to like his therapist, "Dr. Tom." The bereavement groups that we attended last year will begin again at the end of this month. For Billy, he will attend a special bereavement camp, which will take place on the weekend of Sept 24th. The kids go by bus to real camp grounds on the East end of Long Island and they spend the day there. They come home at night and return by bus the next day for another full day of therapy and activities. They don't sleep over because it would be too hard for most of the kids to separate given all they have been through (most kids in the group have lost a parent). I hear that it is a wonderful program and the kids really benefit from it. I think Billy is looking forward to that.
By the time Monday night came, I was really ready to hit the sack but unfortunately, Molly had eaten kind of late so I had to stay up and wait a couple of hours so that she could take her chemo on an empty stomach, the way she is required to take it. Tuesday began very early as Molly had to be at the hospital at 7:30 am. She had a long clinic day. It began with a transfusion of FFP (fresh frozen plasma) along with IV chemo. Then she had a spinal tap, intrathecal chemo and prophylactic IV antibiotics. Thankfully, everything went well and her oncologist stopped by to tell us that her spinal fluid was clear (hooray) and that all looked good. The only test result that came back as being off was an immune function test that was done last week. Basically, if I understand it correctly, Molly has a deficiency in something called "IGM." IGM is involved in the body's ability to mount an initial response to a potential infection. This deficiency was likely caused by the chemotherapy but Molly's oncologist wants her to see an immunologist just to be sure. I don't believe this is really any type of "big deal," it is just another thing to add on to the pile, another doctor to see. Her immune functions should recover with a lot of time on their own once she is off the chemotherapy, which won't be until the spring next year. Until then, these levels will be monitored each month. We didn't get home from the hospital until late in the afternoon. What a trooper Molly was! She really didn't complain much and even after all she had been through that day, she danced her way through the lobby of the hospital on her way out. She heard music from "Beauty and the Beast" playing on a player piano that is in the lobby and she just *had* to do a little ballet.
Well, I think this entry is way too long already but I will update with more soon, I promise. Getting back into a structured routine is a good thing but it takes a little time to work out the kinks. I hope that all of you who have kids back at school are adjusting well and that you are enjoying the end of the summer.
With much love, Donna
Friday, September 9, 2005 7:05 AM CDT Hello everyone,
Well, we are *just about* cleaned up from the basement disaster we encountered. The plumbing problem is fixed, everything has been cleaned and disinfected, the walls have been repainted, new carpet is down, toys have been sorted, etc. It looks really good but I am exhausted from it all. I have to admit that it was really a blessing in disguise. Roly and I really had wanted to clean out that room but it was such a daunting task, that we put it off. Because of the timing of it all, I was able to box up 4 huge boxes of toys that my kids have either outgrown or don't use. We are sending them down south to the hurricane victims. Knowing that they are going to such a good cause made it a lot easier to go through them and part with them. Billy's teacher's brother lost his house and business in Louisiana but he is fine and so is his family. They have relocated to Texas and have been able to secure good housing. The children have already registered for their new school, though it has been very traumatizing for all of them. Billy's teacher in conjunction with her brother are trying to help others who have not been able to relocate and resettle so easily. A truck is leaving from his school this afternoon.
As horrendous as the disaster of Hurricane Katrina has been and also as horrendous as the loss of Roly has been, I can't help but feel so thankful in the midst of all of this deep and profound loss. The human spirit is unbelievable. Our fellow man...compassionate beyond our hopes and expectations. So many people are reaching out to help the victims of the hurricane, so many people have reached out to help us. I am so thankful to have had so much assistance and support from all over but especially from my parents...I could not be getting through all of this without them. Their constant support and love has been incredible. I guess if you *had* to go through all that we have been through in the past couple of years, you couldn't be better off with regard to the love and help that we have been blessed with. Thank you Mom and Dad, and a big, fat thank you to EVERYONE who has been thinking of us, praying for us and helping us in so many different ways. I have faith that in time, we will all recover. I know that none of us will ever be the same but hopefully, we will be at peace and experience more joy than sadness. I can't wait for that time to come...when I feel healed instead of raw. Peaceful instead of anxious. When I experience more joy than grief. When days come that are not consumed with irrational hopes that it has all been a bad dream from which I will wake up.
This past week has been so busy. A lot of time was spent cleaning, fixing and redoing the kids' play area in the basement. Also, it was Labor Day weekend, the last "unofficial" weekend of summer. Though we spent more time than I would have liked to have spent indoors, we did manage to get to our friends' home on Monday. Our friends, Sheila and Larry hosted a barbecue on Monday afternoon. We went and had a really nice time. Molly was a little fish in Sheila's pool and Billy had a good deal of fun in the hot tub with "the men."
Billy started school on Tuesday and so far, so good. He loves his teacher and she appears to love him as well, so that is great. He has been so happy to see his friends from school and he is excited that are a few new students in his class this year. I am hopeful that this is going to be a great year for him. Molly on the other hand does not begin school until September 28th. She really wants to get back there and I know she will have a ball as she always does. The extracurricular activities are beginning. Billy will be bowling again on a league, this time with new teammates. He wants to play soccer again and is still considering drum lessons. Molly will be taking 2 dance classes on Saturdays. I think it will be a busy year.
One nice thing that happened this week is that our dear friends, Christine and Eileen, had 2 "extra" tickets to the American Idol concert. Joe and Steve, the husbands, backed out for various reasons and Billy and I were so lucky to get to go to the show in their places. Every year, Roly and I would take Billy to see the tour, kind of as a special thing to do just with him. This year, I couldn't bring myself to buy the tickets and go without Roly. I was kind of regretting my decision and then we were blessed to be given the chance to go with such good friends and a lot of them so it made the experience similar to the past yet different at the same time. Thank you Joe, Christine, Steve and Eileen for thinking of us and including us. You are really wonderful friends and we love you.
Well, I guess that is the news for now. I hope the next time I update, things are even and calm. Hope that you all are having a good day.
With much love, Donna
September 1, 2005 11:28 AM UPDATE September 1, 2005 Well, the clean up is in full swing. Today, the restoration company sent ONE man to move everything and do the clean up. Yeah, like that was going to happen. So thank God once again for my family. My dad showed up at 8 am and one of his good friends, Al followed shortly after. Chelsea (our nanny) helped too and we all started to move everything out of the basement. Roly's Aunt Sue and Uncle Ed showed up too so they helped as well. Everything got moved out of the basement and the man from the restoration company said that he could not have done the job without all of the help he had. He ripped up all of the carpet and padding and he mopped the floor area with bleach. Then, he disinfected it with some hospital grade disinfectant spray and now there is a blower going, a HEPA air filter running and a huge dehumidifier going too. The bad smell is gone and things are starting to dry out. Tomorrow morning, a painter is coming. I figured that while everything is out anyway and there is no carpet down, I might as well repaint the room. It really needed it anyway. Ironically, that was one of the last conversations I had with Roly before he died. We were cleaning up the playroom and I said to him that the room really could use to get repainted but we both agreed that it would be a huge job to move everything in order to do it. So we decided to put it off but it just seems to make sense to do it now. The insurance adjuster is coming in the morning and I really hope and pray that all goes smoothly. The carpet guy is coming to measure tomorrow as well. I just want to get it done so I can get my house back in order. What a mess it is now! As for Molly, she does in fact have yet another ear infection. So, she is back on zithromax for another 5 days. Yes, in the midst of all of this chaos, I had to run Molly back to the hospital so she could get checked out. Her oncologist is going to run a special blood test next week to see if her immune system is lacking in something needed to prevent such frequent ear and sinus infections. Molly seems to be feeling "OK" now and I hope that situation continues. Billy on the other hand had a VERY difficult time going to sleep tonight. He needed me to lay down with him for a long while and he had so many questions about Roly. The first question he asked though was "How was I born"? and I told him we would talk about *that* tomorrow. Then he went on with many other questions. It was actually kind of difficult for me because a lot of the questions Billy asked were things that he knew the answers to but might be forgetting now. It pains me so to think that he could be forgetting details about his dad. For example, he asked what the name of the company was that Roly worked for. He asked what color his eyes were. He wanted to know his favorite drink and favorite thing to eat. He wanted to know if Roly liked to read books. He wanted to know how he and Roly are alike. The questions went on and on and of course, Billy got to the "Why did this happen" question. Again, he wants a reason and I can't give him that. He wants to make sense of it yet none of us have been able to. He actually said that he is "furious" that this happened and that he so misses his dad. He still seems to be angry with God for this and I am trying very hard to help him see that God did not do this to his dad so instead of being mad at Him, he needs to turn to Him for comfort. It is all so overwhelming for all of us.
I will let you all know how the cleanup progresses. Many thanks again to you all for checking in and keeping "tabs" on us. With love, Donna Wednesday, August 31, 2005 11:59 PM CDT Hello everyone,
*CAUTION* - This journal entry has some gross content. Those with queasy stomachs should skip it and come back another day. Seriously. I am about to tell you a true but very gross story.
We have had quite the day at the Guarton household. It does not even come remotely close to the suffering going on along the Gulf coast but for us, in our home here, we had our own little natural disaster today. This morning, when our downstairs toilet was flushed, it backed up and caused an overflow of raw sewage, not only in the toilet but it came up through the shower drain and flooded the shower with the most disgusting site I have seen in a long time. Today I learned a bit about plumbing. It appears that the "main" or main sewage pipe leading out of our home and into wherever sewer lines go, was clogged. In fact, it was so badly clogged that when any water ran from the shower or the sink or any other toilet, it caused the waste line in our basement laundry room to back up with yes, raw sewage and dirty water. Now if that isn't disgusting enough, the laundry room is adjacent to the kids play room, which is carpeted. Yes, the disgusting, dirty water seeped into the carpet of the play room and now, there is NO WAY that I would or could let the kids down there. After waiting for a plumber all day, he came, he saw and he said..."No way. Not me. You need someone like Roto Rooter. But don't call Roto Rooter...they are very expensive." So I went off to the Yellow Pages and called someone who offered a coupon. He came for a "free estimate" and wanted about $500.00 to unclog the main. I said, "No way. Not me. I may be a woman with no husband standing beside me but you are not going to rip me off because I am desperate." So...I called my brother (why I didn't do that in the first place, I don't know) and he had a guy who came and saw and conquered the problem. All for the very reasonable price of $100.00. I felt better about not getting ripped off by the first guy at least. However, clearing the line is only the beginning of the saga.
Tonight I scrubbed and disinfected the bathroom until my hands were raw. (Yes, I should have worn gloves but I didn't have any and I just had to clean the mess up.) It is very sparkly now but the basement playroom...that is another story. For those of you who know me, you know that our playroom is PACKED with much, much too much stuff. A restoration company is coming tomorrow and EVERYTHING in there will have to get unloaded. The stuff that was sitting on the wet area of the carpet will have to get tossed in the garbage. That is not *too* much stuff but the kids will not be happy about it. One thing that has to go is a Dora tent that Molly likes to sit in. There is no way to save that item. The company will call my insurance company and hopefully, they can work something out. The carpet will have to be ripped up and the sub-flooring will have to be disinfected somehow or ripped up as well. The washer and dryer will have to be moved out because there is dirty water under the items and I can't get into the area to clean it otherwise. The crawl space has to be cleaned as well, as the "trap" ( I don't really know what that means) is in there and there is sewage in the crawl space as well. This is going to be a HUGE project and very time consuming. Suffice it to say that we have had a very "crappy" day in our house.
On a more serious note, I "lost it" a few times today. I tried with all of my might to be calm and just take it one step at a time but the whole thing was so gross and overwhelming that I dissolved into tears on a few occasions. On top of the obvious concerns with what happened, I have to be even MORE concerned with Molly's health. There is no way she can be in that area with it being contaminated with such germs and bacteria. I just want the carpet out and the clean up to begin right away so that she is not exposed to anything that she shouldn't be exposed to. Today was so obviously one of those days that I not only missed Roly but I felt like I really *NEEDED* him to be here. This is so not my area of expertise (though plumbing was not Roly's area of skill either. He could do everything else really, really well but he was a lousy plumber). Still though, I would have called him at work and he would have come home early and taken care of it. He would be by my side unloading the playroom. He would probably even have made me laugh somehow at some point (though I'm sure he would have heard a good amount of venting before he got me to laugh). I just absolutely HATE not having him here. It is just not right and so unfair. I know that life is not fair but it just hurts so much when that reality is shoved in your face...over and over and over again. Well, let's keep our fingers crossed that the clean up goes well tomorrow and that I don't lose my mind in the process. I won't ask for any prayers or anything of that nature because what I am dealing with here doesn't even come close to the hell that the hurricane victims are facing. I think we should all offer our prayers to them. I guess I would be happy with some good luck.
As for Miss Molly, she had a good check up at the clinic yesterday. Her counts were all good (thank God) and she seemed to be feeling OK. However, today she started to complain again about her ear hurting her. She was kind of "off" tonight and cried a good amount over almost nothing each time. When I laid down with her and asked why she was so sad, she told me that she "missed daddy." That broke my heart. I do think that she misses Roly very much and just doesn't really know how to express her feelings or deal with them. It must be very difficult to be 4 and mourn such a profound loss. If she is still complaining about the ear, I will run her back to the clinic before the holiday weekend.
Billy had a play date today with a friend from his school, Jason, who is on his bus. Jason's dad took the kids to Friendly's for lunch and then bowling. Billy had a great time. Jason's dad told me that Billy mentioned to Jason that his dad died. It is so "right there" all of the time. Perhaps being with Jason's dad made Billy think of Roly and how he misses him too.
This weekend, we have no big plans other than to keep on cleaning out the playroom and trying to recover from the mess I have in the house. Billy is not looking forward to returning to school...he is really a summer kid. He will do fine I am sure once he is there but how he loves summer. I do too so I know how he feels.
Well, I guess that is the news for now. Thank you SO MUCH for checking in, especially all of you who check regularly and leave us so many encouraging and supportive messages. I appreciate it more than you know. I will try to update again very soon.
With love, Donna
Monday, August 29, 2005 11:08 AM CDT Hello again,
Well, in a few hours we will be returning home to New York. We lucked out in Florida with regard to the hurricane. It stayed south of us and all we got was some rain and wind from the outer bands of the storm. Unfortunately, other areas of the US are being hit very hard and we all hope and pray that everyone in the path of Hurricane Katrina evacuated to safe areas.
As for our vacation, we had a wonderful time visiting with family and friends. My sister-in-law and I were able to get to the Miromar Outlets and we did some damage there. I was able to do all of the "back to school" shopping and got a few great bargains. My nephew is a manager at Osh Kosh and he was able to get us an employee discount on top of the already discounted prices. Now if only he could go and work at the Coach outlet or something like that!
Billy and Molly had so much fun playing with their cousins and with friends we have here. They even got a surprise visit from Roly's 1st cousin, Louis, and his kids, Rafaelle and Carla. Louis lives in the Miami area and he drove over to the west coast to spend some time with us. We are so happy that he did so. Roly's Aunt Judy also came from Miami to see us and that is always a very special treat. I know Louis' mom, Elichi, would have been with us too, except she was in Cuba visiting with her daughter, Babita. She's back in the states now so welcome home Elichi and we missed seeing you! Thank you for taking Roly's picture to all of the relatives in Cuba and for gathering some pictures from there for us.
Some highlights of the trip for the kids were bowling, the dinner show we went to with all of the girls, kite flying, a baseball game and going to a water park in Cape Coral called "Sun Splash". Billy especially LOVED the water park and it made it extra fun to be with so many cousins and friends. We were just shy of the 25 needed for a group rate! Molly got a little daring while at Sun Splash and she jumped down a slide instead of going down gently. She slammed the back of her head and got quite a large bump, causing me to place a call to her doctors in NY. Thankfully, she seems fine but let me tell you, every gray hair on my head (except for a few) has her name on it.
Tomorrow, Molly will be seen at the clinic for blood counts and a check up. Before we know it, school will be back in session. I won't have my computer right away at home but will update with new pictures as soon as I am able. As always, thank you all so much from the bottom of my heart for checking in and for caring so much about us.
With love, Donna
Thursday, August 25, 2005 8:43 PM CDT Hello to everyone from not so sunny Florida,
My apologies for not updating sooner. The past week has been kind of hectic (what else is new?) and on top of that, the computer was acting up and needed to be sent out for repair.
I am updating from my sister-in-law, Vicky's home in Cape Coral, Florida. Since Billy was finished with camp and we had a couple of weeks before school started again (school doesn't begin until 9/7 in New York), I decided to take the kids and come to Florida to visit with Roly's parents, his sister and her family. I also have a brother here in Cape Coral and we hope to see him too while we are in town. We arrived on Tuesday and I am very grateful that the trip itself went fairly well. I find myself very anxious when it comes to traveling without Roly. I am nervous that one of the kids will get away from me in the crowd of the airport, that I will lose a bag, that I won't be able to manage it all and the like. Thankfully, the trip down was rather uneventful. The kids were really well behaved in the airport and they were very cooperative on the plane. Our flight was on time and everyone treated us really well with the exception of one airline member, who questioned me in a "not so nice" manner about why I requested a wheelchair for my daughter who looks "just fine." I explained that she has cancer and is on daily chemotherapy and that she just finished a round of vincristine, which causes her legs to hurt and prevents her from walking distances comfortably. (The distance from the gate to baggage claim was too much for Molly to walk without pain and I just couldn't carry her and the bags.) The airline member changed her tune then but honestly, the way she spoke to me initially really ticked me off. I know that Molly *looks* terrific, and believe me, I am thrilled that she does look well and that she functions in a pretty typical manner. But simple things like a cut on the foot, which turned to cellulitis or an ear infection that landed us inpatient for a week are reminders that no matter how well she looks, she is still fighting cancer with a weakened immune system. Anyway, enough of that...
Since we arrived, we have really enjoyed spending time with the family. Molly was soooo happy to see her grandmother and cousins that she practically cried upon seeing them! The weather has been kind of lousy and wouldn't you know it, they are expecting a hurricane to hit in the next day or so. Truly, it doesn't much matter to us. We are just happy to be together. I have to say though, Roly's presence is so sorely missed. However, one good thing is that when we are among Roly's family members, we can talk freely about him and share stories and recollections. That is actually quite comforting. I know how deeply Roly's family is hurting too so being together kind of enables us to share the pain with one another.
On a different note, whenever it stops raining here, the kids put their bathing suits on and jump into the pool. When it rains, they come inside and play games or watch television together. Yesterday, we went to a local kids' science center called the "Imaginarium." Everyone really enjoyed that and today, we went to a place called "Mike Greenwalls." At Greenwalls, we played miniature golf and some arcade games. It was a nice day until I got stung by a hornet. My entire leg is swollen and boy, it hurts so much!! Who would have thought that such a little insect could cause so much discomfort? I'm sure it will be better soon but for now, it is really kind of painful.
Tomorrow, we plan to see a movie during the day. In the evening, we are having a "Girls Night Out." We have tickets to a local dinner theater and we are hoping that the storm doesn't cause the show to be canceled. The boys will be at a friend's home and they are looking forward to that as well.
I promise to try to update again very soon, certainly before we leave Florida since I don't know when I will get my computer back. Until then, I hope you are all enjoying yourselves and doing things that you love to do. Thank you so much for "checking in" on us. It really means a great deal to me.
With love, Donna
PS~ For those of you who asked, yes Kristie (Kendrie's mom) is just as funny in person as she is on her webpage! I had such a nice time visiting with her and another good friend, Michele last week. I am so happy that we got a chance to meet in person and hope that we have an opportunity to do it again very, very soon. Thank you so much Kristie for coming and spending some time with us!
Friday, August 19, 2005 8:13 AM CDT Hello to everyone,
Well, we have finally had a break from the oppressive heat we have been experiencing as of late. While it is still warm, at least we don't feel like we are walking through "thick," hot, humid air.
To bring you all up to date, after we recovered from Saturday's canoe race, on Sunday we had the pleasure of attending a block party at our friend Andy's home in Long Island. Andy is the one who introduced me to Roly. He was one of Roly's closest friends from childhood. Andy and his family recently moved back to the states from Japan, where Andy worked and lived for a number of years. We are glad to have him back in New York and so close to us. Billy is pretty impressed with Andy and thinks he is very funny. Andy has a sharp, quick wit and a way with "one-liners" that can leave you laughing for a long time. Despite some rain, the block party was fun and the food was great. Billy and Molly both loved climbing behind the steering wheel of a fire truck that arrived for the kids' entertainment. Molly also loved running through the sprinkler and playing in the kiddy pool.
School doesn't begin for Billy until September 7th. Even though it is still a number of weeks away, I spent some time this week shopping for school supplies and getting organized. I started to clean out Billy's room and went through his closet and dresser. I had to bag up many items that he has outgrown. He's gotten very tall recently. I was struck and somewhat shocked by how I felt each time I picked up a piece of clothing and saw Billy's name written on the label in Roly's handwriting. Just that little thing left me feeling like I had been kicked in the gut. I almost didn't want to part with those things just because Roly wrote on the tag. It hit me that I won't be seeing his handwriting on any of Billy's new things. Such a small thing and yet such a strong feeling of loss overcame me.
That is one thing that is so awful about losing someone you love so much. The little things. While I dread "big" events like Christmas and birthdays without Roly, I know I will have a lot of support during those obvious times. But it is in the mundane, everyday happenings that I think I miss Roly the most. I can't believe that he won't be sitting next to me on the couch, eating ice cream as we watch with eager anticipation the season premieres of "Curb Your Enthusiasm," "Extreme Makeover Home Edition" and the "Amazing Race." I want to get a desk for Billy's room and he won't be with me to measure the space, offer his opinion and help me pick out just the "right" one. He not there to call when I want to ask him something about the sprinkler system or how many gallons our oil tank holds. When I misplace my sunglasses or keys, he's not there to be the voice of reason, saying "relax, they are in the house" as he finds them without fail. He won't be there to watch Billy board the bus on his first day of 3rd grade and he won't be with me at "Parents Night" at his school. Molly can't show him how now she can buckle the car seat on her own...sometimes. He's not there to help me unload the car after a trip to BJ's or Costco and ask why we need such a large supply dried mushrooms (that's its own story). We can't debate how awful the Yankee pitching is this year and won't be watching play-off games together. He can't answer Billy's questions about "who the best Yankee hitter was" or "who got the most homeruns in one game." He's not there to bring me flowers any more "just because" he saw them on the street as he walked to Penn Station and he knew I would like them. There's no-one at the other end of the phone line late in the day when the kids have pushed me to my limit to say, "You're doing a great job. Don't let the kids get to you. I'll be home soon and give you a break." On the other hand, when the kids do something funny or cute or smart, there's no, "Wait 'till we tell Daddy about this! He's not gonna believe it!" All of his computer expertise...he had *so much* knowledge and now, I can't even figure out how to keep my home page from switching to some dumb ad page or how to get the pop-ups to stop, even though I have the pop-up controls on! This list could go on and on and on. It's all things like this that cause me to hurt deeply, to feel lonely and sad that he is not here, where he *should* be, with us. I feel so sad not only for us but for him too because I know how much he enjoyed our lives and being with the kids. We miss him so very much.
On a different note, let me bring you up to speed with Molly. She went to the clinic on Tuesday and her counts were "so-so." Her ANC was around 750, which is just at the level for holding chemo on Molly's protocol. So rather that hold it all together, her oncologist just cut back on her 6MP. It seems that every time the 6MP is raised and brought close to the 100% mark, Molly's counts drop. It is possible that she just doesn't process this drug too well. Her oncologist kept her on full dose of oral methotrexate. This week, Molly also received vincristine (which is a nasty drug that causes Molly leg pain and constipation), dexamethasone (steroids) and pentamidine (a prophylactic IV antibiotic). We were at the clinic for a while but Molly did great. Unfortunately, Molly's ear is still red so she needs to continue on zithromax (antibiotic) for another week until she clears the infection. Nothing really slows her down too much though.
I am excited about a visit later today from an on-line friend, Kristie. Kristie is Kendrie’s mom and those of you who 'know' her, know she is a riot. Kristie is coming in to NY and I have the pleasure of picking her up from the airport and having dinner with her. She has been so supportive and kind to us and I can't wait to meet her. Kristie and her friends did the most amazing thing for our family a while back. They created a gorgeous scrapbook for us to put our "Make A Wish" trip pictures in. I will be forever grateful to her for that.
In fact, although I have said this before, I want to say it again. I will be forever grateful to so, so many people who have been helping us through Molly's illness and Roly's death. Many of you, I have not even met in person, yet you write, encourage, mail us books and articles, trinkets and cards and more. The on-line community at caringbridge is awesome. Even more, my support system here at home is amazing as well. I have to say that I have been blessed with the dearest friends. They reach out and take care of us regularly. My family is awesome. My parents come to our house almost every day. Dad tends to the garden, Mom helps with things around the house and with the kids. The kids are so very attached to them, especially Molly to my mom. I know my brothers and their wives are really "there" if I need anything and that is a great comfort. Roly's family is so wonderful too. Though they are hurting themselves so deeply, they continue to take care of us with phone calls, visits, support and most of all, love. As much as I completely *HATE* the situation we are in, I am so grateful to have so much help to get through it.
Well, I hope you all have a great weekend.
With much love, Donna
Saturday, August 13, 2005 9:10 PM CDT UPDATE: Well, the canoe race that was held to benefit Molly and our family today was a great success! So many people came out to support Molly and another young man, Anthony (who is also suffering with ALL). It was sooooo incredibly hot and humid but that didn't stop anyone from paddling like crazy. I believe that there were 14 or 15 races in all, with about 10 canoes in each race. The course was 2 miles, which might not sound like a lot, but it sure was. My brother Van and his good buddy, Mike raced and they won a trophy! Unfortunately, the trophy they won was for the "Most Capsized" Canoe! Let me tell you, once a canoe tips over, it is NOT easy to get back in but Van and Mike did it and they paddled their way in with smiles on their faces. They were great sports. Thank you guys so much for racing! In fact, we want to thank everyone who gave of themselves to be with us today. We want to also thank our Uncle Ed and cousin Steve for racing along with friends George and Danny. It was great fun to watch you all. Also, we want to thank our cousins, Christine and Chris who so generously donated hundreds of T-shirts for this event. The shirts looked great! We are especially thankful to the organizers of this event, the Massepequa Fire Department as well as Mr. Tom McCarthy and Mr. Pat Burns who put it all together. These men are amazing and very hard workers! This was a day we will not forget. In fact, in the midst of so much recent unhappiness, today was a day that actually felt good. The love, support and generosity of others is so healing and am so grateful that our family has been the recipient of all of the above.
Here are a few pictures from the day for you all to enjoy.
Mike and Van
Coming in from being capsized
Kids having fun
Billy and Katie
Steve and Ed before the race
Saturday, August 13, 2005 0:14 AM CDT
Hello again, It has been a busy week for our little "prima ballerina." Molly has been participating in her second week of "dance camp" with her wonderful teacher, Miss Eileen. This time, she is with some children her age and some that are a few years older. Molly just *loves* being with the older girls. She has come out of camp each day covered with glitter, make-up, nail polish and a smile ear to ear. Somehow I think that dancing is not the only thing Molly is doing in camp...sounds to me like there is lots of girlie fun to be had! Right up Molly's alley to be sure. Molly's teacher was kind enough to video tape some of Molly dancing. What a total riot. This will be blackmail material for sure one day. In addition to camp, Molly has spent a lot of time swimming in the pool. She is mastering the art of swimming under water for a distance. It has been very hot and humid here lately so it's been great to cool off in the pool. Unfortunately, it looks like Molly may have been swimming under water a little *too* much, as she was diagnosed with an ear infection yesterday morning. Molly was seen at the clinic on Tuesday for a regular checkup and blood counts. At that time, all was well. Her counts were solid and up quite a bit. As a result, her doctor raised her chemo so that her dosages were near a full dose for a person of her height and weight. She took the increase of medication without any difficulty. Two nights ago however, Molly woke up a number of times and was crying and complaining that her right ear hurt. That is never a good sign. Thankfully, she did not have a fever so we did not have to rush off to the ER at that moment. However, in the morning, I took her to the clinic right away and the doctor saw that her ear drum was red and bulging. So, she's back on antibiotics...again. There should be no pool for Miss Molly (at least for a few days). For most of the day yesterday and today, she seemed to be feeling fine but last night, she complained of a very bad headache across her forehead. The oncologist said it was OK to give her some Tylenol and that seemed to help her. She fell asleep and slept through the night. Please say a prayer that she is feeling top notch very soon. As for Billy, he continues to enjoy camp tremendously. He participated in the camp talent show and seemed very pleased with his performance. I still can't get over the fact that he was the only one from his group to get up on stage and do a solo performance! He told me that "nobody won" because everyone was a winner. However, he thought that if they had to pick a winner, he would have been considered. It's great when your child exudes that kind of self-confidence. Although there were no official "winners" at the talent show, Billy did arrive home with a "Camper of the Day" ribbon. This is the 3rd time that he has come home with that award. He was so proud of himself and so was I. He is really a terrific kid. There is only one week of camp left and I know Billy will be sad when it is over. But it won't be too long before school begins again. Though he says that he never wants summer to end, I know he is eager to see his friends from school and to get back to a more "normal" routine, (whatever that will be). Earlier in the week, Roly's "uncle" died. Jose had been ill with cancer and though we knew that there were no more treatment options, he passed sooner than expected. Roly and his sister grew up with Jose's daughter and the families are so close that they regard each other as genuine relatives though there is no actual blood relation. Roly's sister, Vicky flew in from Florida to be here for the wake and funeral. His parents were unable to attend because Roly's dad just had knee surgery and cannot travel yet. Though it is for a very sad reason that Vicky is here, I am happy that she is with us. Whenever I am physically with her, I feel a little closer to Roly. I can talk openly about him and how much I miss him because Vicky is open about her thoughts and feelings. She knows the stories and she knows Roly. We have strong bond that not even death can break, ever. She told me after Roly died that he gave her many gifts over the years but the best gift of all was a sister that she never had. Well, I feel the same way. I love my brothers dearly but always missed having a sister. Roly gave me that priceless gift and I will always be grateful for it. Not only am I happy to have Vicky with us, the kids are *thrilled*. They adore their aunt (and her whole family) and relish any time they get to spend with her. As for an update on me, I am doing OK I guess. I continue to "go through the motions" of what needs to be done. From the outside, it is "all good." But from the inside, it is so sad. I miss Roly so much and though I am beginning to understand and accept that he is not coming back, I want desperately to connect with him and feel him close to me. In the novel I just finished, "Good Grief" the main character says this in response to the loss of her young husband, Ethan: "What I really want is some sort of "it's okay, I'm here" sign from Ethan. The worst part about grief is that it's so one sided, so unrequited. Lost loved ones don't reciprocate, when you get right down to it. You try to convince yourself that they do. But Ethan hurts me every day with his indifference, his aloofness. I pray, I journal, I speak to him. Not a peep. He's like the popular kids in high school, breezing by in a flash with no eye contact or acknowledgment of my existence. " That passage was powerful when I read it. I really, really want the "it's okay, I'm here" sign from Roly. Though I haven't received that personally, Roly's cousin has had a couple of dreams about him, one recently in which she felt that Roly has a message for me. So here's how the dream went: "A bunch of us were at your house. Me, you and the kids were inside, maybe some others. You were on the phone in the den (downstairs near the doorway between den and bathroom). Everyone else was outside working - on lawn, cleaning out shed, cleaning kids outside toys, etc., but it was getting pretty dark -- like 8pm summertime kind of dark when the doorbell rang. I answered the door and it was Roly! I said - Roly!??? He just said Hey there, do me a favor, just let Donna know that I'm here, but I have to stay out here and make sure everything gets taken care of. I said OK and in a flash he was gone. No one else saw him. But boy it was sure clear as day!" Reading that brought tears to my eyes, but in a good way. It felt like maybe he really *is* with me. Maybe for some reason, I just cannot connect with him directly now but the thought that he is NOT indifferent or aloof is comforting. I just want to have a two way conversation with him. I fantasize about an even yearly phone call to heaven. I don't care what the long distance rate is. I just want to know that I will be able to have a real, interactive conversation with him again. Deep down, I believe that I will when it is my time to leave this earth and join Roly but I want it now. Like a little kid who doesn't understand that even though the cookies are in her reach, she can't have them...yet. She has to eat her dinner first, then dessert. Well, I've always kind of liked the notion of having dessert first but I guess that's not how things work. Well, it's so late and we have an early day tomorrow. It's the canoe race in Molly's honor and I still have things to organize and pack up for the big event. I'll do my best to update tomorrow and let you all know how it turned out. It should be a good deal of fun for everyone involved. Hope you all have a great weekend. With love, Donna
PS. I want to thank you all again for your incredible support and kindness. You are all terrific. I so appreciate everything being done for us and really appreciate the time you take to read our page and for so many of you, to sign our guestbook with all kinds of messages of hope, love and compassion. Thank you all.
Saturday, August 6, 2005 7:46 AM CDT Hello everyone,
How did another week slip by? Sometimes it feels like things are going by so quickly and other times, it feels like time is standing still. A very strange perceptual experience to say the least.
We have been busy doing ordinary things since I last wrote. Billy continues to go to camp each day and he is really loving it so much this year. This past week, Billy and his friends did so much. They bowled, swam at local town pool, went to a cooking/party place where they made and decorated their own cutout cookies as well as their own pizza, played tennis and more. Billy is getting ready for the camp talent show next week. He plans to sing a song and wants to practice over the weekend. They don't let the parents go so I am disappointed about that but I will keep my fingers crossed that he does well and that he feels good about his performance when he is done. This weekend, he has a birthday party to attend and his cousins will hopefully come by on Sunday. He is such a terrific little boy. I feel so bad that he has so much to contend with at such a young age. He is in many ways more in touch with his feelings and thoughts than others his age yet, he is still only 8 years old. He looks forward to going to our weekly bereavement group and I think it is helping him somewhat. He has been such a good "big" brother to Molly and I hope that they remain close as they grow up.
As for little Miss Molly, she has been keeping busy too. The past week on Long Island has been very hot and humid. Molly swam in the pool every day. She is becoming quite a good little swimmer. She is not afraid of the water at all and even jumps off the diving board into 8 feet of water screaming, "cannon ball" (though she really doesn't know how to do them yet)! She usually swims in a bathing suit that has flotation devices built right into it and with that help, she gets around the pool very well. Someone recently asked about our nanny. Yes, we still have her. She hasn't run away from this crazy house....yet. Her name is Chelsea and Molly is now really beginning to connect with her. In the beginning, Molly didn't really want much to do with her but now, she likes her a lot. Chelsea plays lots of games with Molly and swims with her in the pool. They are becoming pals. (Billy likes her too.) For me, it is good to know that there is someone else in the house should an emergency arise. Also, she helps out with some chores and things in the house so that is a great help.
On Tuesday, Molly went to the clinic and Dr. Shende looked at her foot again. Though it was much better, he continued her on the antibiotics (Keflex, 4x per day) until the end of the week. Also, Molly's counts dropped significantly and as of Tuesday, she was neutropenic. She stopped taking her chemo until today. Today, we went back for yet another look at her foot and to redo counts. Molly's foot looked *much* better and now she can stop the antibiotics. Her counts were up a little so her oncologist decided to start Molly back on a 50 percent dose of 6MP. We will return to the clinic again next Tuesday for more counts and IV chemo.
We had a little excitement one night this past week. We had a blackout in my area and we lost power for about 4 to 5 hours. The kids were a little bothered by it at first but they adjusted and thankfully, it was at night so Billy and Molly were sent to bed a little earlier than usual. That's not such a bad thing now is it? I couldn't help but think about the big blackout that occurred along the Eastern seaboard a couple of years ago. Experiencing the recent loss of power was like a flash back to that time. I must have spoken to Roly by cell phone so many times that night. He was stuck in NYC, as the trains were not running. He finally got home after many, many hours by renting a car that had almost no gas left in it. He and his friends pretty much coasted into the train station parking lot where Roly's car was. I was so happy to see him when he finally walked through the door that night. All night during this recent power loss, I kept imagining him walking through the door again. I would throw my arms around him and tell him about the craziest dream I had...that he had died. We would talk about how ridiculous that notion was. I would snuggle up next to him and hear about his day. Then I would tell him about all the stuff the kids did. And we would be back to normal and would live "happily ever after." The end. But as you all know, it's not a bad dream and I just don't know how we will ever live "happily ever after" now.
For me, some days this week were awful and some were...less awful. I hate living like this, constantly with the cloud of grief hanging over my head. I want it to blow away and leave met alone. I just want my husband back. I am reading this novel called "Good Grief," which is of course, about a young woman whose husband died. The book is actually funny in some ways and very poignant in others. One passage had me laugh out loud. The main character talks of being too tired to do much of anything. I can relate to that. She talks about hiring help to do the things she can't bring herself to do. Among those hired, she imagines hiring a "grief underling," someone else to do the mourning for her. She jokes, "This is Helga...she'll be working through the loss for me. Helga, today I need you to touch all of the doorknobs in the house and check each lock ten times. Then, obsess about my husband's suffering. Worry about the future and be sure to eat an entire sleeve of Oreos as you do it. I'm going to bed." How I wish I could "outsource" my grief. Mourning the loss of someone you love so deeply is truly exhausting. There is never really a "break" from it.
Little things set me off and get me going. Today, as I opened the blinds in our bedroom, I had to lean over a box of old pictures that I have stored there. On top of the box was a pair of Roly's clean socks and before I knew it, they were in my face. The sight of his socks right in my face made cry like a little kid who just fell of her bike for the first time. It's so strange how I never really know what will get me going. This week, stupid T-Mobile (our cellular service) decided to *improve* the voice mail features. As a result of this *improvement*, you had to re-record your outgoing message. Now when I call Roly's cell phone, I can't hear his voice anymore and just pretend that he is busy and will call me back later. Now I get this stupid * |