Monday, July 23, 2007

July 23, 2007

This morning I was awakened by a throbbing thumb. I had a hangnail that had bugged me for a couple of days and I cut it off as closely as possible on Friday or Saturday. Last night when I went to bed, my thumb felt perfectly fine. No soreness at all. This morning it was throbbing so badly all the way up to my wrist, I could not believe it. Following instructions from my doctor husband, I got up and took an antibiotic.

It was so sore all morning, I had a hard time doing many things and bumped it several times, which hurt terribly. It is now noon here and, amazingly enough, the pain in my thumb is almost gone. Is that amazing or what? You really don't realize how much you use your thumbs until something bad happens to one of them. I guess that is true about a lot of things. We take so much for granted.

My mom will have a port put in tomorrow, in preparation for chemo, which will start soon after. She has to have chemo four times in three months. We are disappointed that she has to have it at all but also thankful that she does not have to have it more often. The cancer was an aggressive type of cancer so they are highly recommending that she have the chemo. After the three months is up, she will start 7 weeks of daily (5 days a week) radiation. It is hard to believe, for all of us. She said that she feels like it is a dream or something. It does not feel real. It is something she never expected...none of us did. As common as cancer is these days, it is still one of those things that you never think will happen in your family, especially when it does not run in your family. It is a very sad thing but I am thankful that we have good medicines and therapies at our disposal. We are praying that the chemo will not make her sick.

The boys played in their sandbox yesterday evening, while I was weeding the nearby flower beds. They had a great time. Nick started climbing in and out on his own, which is a bit of a feat, since one must climb over a row of large rocks to get to the sandbox. He was having fun climbing on the rocks. So Ben decided it looked like fun and he wanted to try too. He is not quite as physically coordinated yet so it was a bit harder for him. He fell a couple of times and I had to go help him up. They played in their little pool after the sandbox and were climbing in and out of that too.

They are just so in to climbing everything now and especially wanting to try to climb up and down stairs upright, like adults do. They are very close to being able to do this. They can go up but down is a bit scary. If we had a stair rail they could reach, I think they could do it. Nick can now open most doors in the house but not the ones that go outside, thankfully. Although I am happy that he is hitting these physical milestones on track, I find this accomplishment somewhat annoying:).

It's hard to believe Ben will be 2 years old in September. Wow, time flies by so fast. I didn't think this the first couple of months they were home but now I feel it.

We left them in their nursery class again at church on Sunday. Nick cried for a few minutes. We stood around the corner and listened for a few minutes and he stopped before too long. The caregivers said both the boys had fun playing and did fine while we were gone. They did not cry when we picked them up but were happy to see us. Nick saw me first and ran towards the door saying "momma momma". When Ben saw me, he got a huge smile on his face and then looked past me, wondering where his daddy was. It was cute.

They are both still eating really well and they eat just about anything. I keep waiting and wondering when this will change. I'm expecting it sometime within the next 6 months or so. We'll see.

They are using words more and more to ask for things, rather than whining. Yesterday, Ben wanted something that he could not reach in the toy basket. He came over to me and said "mama, pweeeze", with a big grin on his face. It was the first time that he remember to do this totally on this own. That is a very rewarding experience. I love to hear them talk. Sometimes, when Nick wakes up first, I'll hear him over the baby monitor, singing in his crib. There are not recognizable words but he is definitely singing and it sounds so sweet.

1 comment:

ChandraJoy said...

I'm glad that your thumb is feeling better! That is always a bum deal when you have a bum finger. I was wondering if you were going to be available for a visit tomorrow? It would be a break in our trip that Allisyn will definitely need. If I don't here back from you by this evening I'll give you a call!