Hair Loss and More

I do not mean to highjack the previous post as I really want to highlight some wonderful blogs and a worthy cause.  However, today has been quite a day.

Sammy is losing his hair again!  I don't know why, except the 6MP and steroids (Dex) have been increased again.  He does not know it is happening yet, and with his feeling unlucky lately (oh just you wait to hear the next installment on THAT), we are hoping it is not too severe and we won't have to tell him.

As for the 'feeling unlucky' phase Sam is going through, I am beginning to believe it too. We already have the broken foot, not being able to walk properly anyway, the frustration of being 'not normal', the bug bite from hell that refuses to go away, the morphine-needing agony of the steroid pulse...oh and the cancer!  Today we added one more:  Sammy has the proud distinction of being the first person ever to choke on the little piece of zucchini the Hibachi chef tosses for everyone to catch in their mouths!!!!

We began with a movie, Kung Foo Panda 2...very fun indeed!  Then took the boys to Sam's favorite restaurant for Hibachi.  Soup, salad, sake....and boom!   Sam was going purple as the zucchini slid right into his mouth and straight down his throat...stuck!  Brian patted his back but didn't see the view I had.  My chair hit the floor as I covered ground faster than you can say "luck" (or some word like that), and then Sam threw up everywhere..the little zucchini piece sitting all alone on the floor thankfully showing me it had come out.  We left with Sammy hysterical, Jack bemused and a little grossed out, and headed home for the much safer option of cereal!

Thankfully Sammy is okay, but he heard the mention of him being the only one ever to have had that happen and he immediately goes into his "Why is it always me?" routine.  I feel the same.....hair, choking and....I really don't want to read much into this but...some raised small red spots on his skin!  Luck...not feeling it today!

Nothin' New

Posting has been a little slow lately, mainly because there is not much to post about....or rather, there is nothing bad to moan about!  Sam has settled into week two of his cycle.  The infection seems to have cleared up.  The intense pain has gone away. And the steroid 'screamers' are over.  All in all it's the same ol' same ol'.

Of course life is not a walk in the park.  (Uh oh, here comes the moan again!)  Sam is really sick of things going wrong for him....from a conversation in school today:

"Why does no much happen to me?  Am I the world record holder for unlucky?  I have a broken foot, my arm is all banged up from catching it in the machine (vending machine accident moments before), I have a HUGE bug bite that is driving me crazy, I have to take all this medicine that I hate, I can't play with my friends and run like a normal kid, oh, and I have cancer!"

Seems reasonable to feel like the world record holder for unlucky at that moment, but Momma Bear, a wonderful colleague of mine, told Sammy that he was getting all his bad luck out and he will have more luck as an adult.  He seemed to ponder this, accept it...and then came the clanger...."Can you promise I won't have any more bad luck?"

Whacha gonna say???

Ah life!  It throws us some challenges at times that we just have to ride out.  I have a feeling we are going to crawl across that finish line with the last ounce of our being!

On a good note....and I like to throw those in too as a cancer blog just wouldn't be the same without them...Brian and I are abandoning the kids for 3 nights (staying with very brave grandparents) so we can go to see Pearl Jam's weekend festival.....nothing like getting away from it all :)  House, dog, kids, cats...all taken care of.  First time alone on vacation with Brian EVER....priceless!  Well, us and 37,000+ other people rocking out to great music :)  Even better, I get to finally meet S over at Thumbin' My Way...a blogger/Pearl Jam nut who has helped me stay sane in so many ways :)