Thursday, July 7, 2011

This week


We had soccer last night, and Caleb and Nella are on the same team.  It's steroids week, and at the end of the soccer evening I asked Caleb what was his favourite part of soccer.  He replied, "The sitting off the field and taking a break part."  I set him up for that one!  

Aside from that comment, the kids are having a great time playing soccer.  Another favourite activity, more so than soccer, is bike riding.  Caleb has mastered hills now, he told me today, and he just got a kick-stand for his bike.  He couldn't be happier!  Tonight we rode through Gage Park, while neighbourhood kids played baseball and their parents sat in the shade and watched.  One of those parents is from a family who we connected with last summer, whose child had ALL when he was 18 months.  (He's now 12).  "How are you?" she called out to us as we wheeled past.  "Good, really good!" I managed to shout back.  A short exchange that meant far more than anyone sitting nearby could have known!

Caleb had a lumbar puncture on Tuesday of this week.  We had a mix-up in our schedule, so we ended up going to clinic twice this week because they forgot to tell us about the lumbar puncture.  LP's are only done on Tuesdays.  Oh well.  It meant both Tim and I got to go with Caleb this week.  LP's aren't a nice experience no matter what, although we do get a little accustomed to it.  This week reminded me though, that there really is no normal.  LP's are a sedated procedure, and Caleb has typically woken up just fine from sedation.  This week he had a really hard time waking up, it was a little frightening, because it was different.  He was groggier than usual, his eyes were blood shot, and it took him quite some time to get his wits about him enough to stand up and walk.  Not usual for him.  Once he was awake enough to leave, he wanted to ride his scooter.  He rode his scooter up to the hospital, but he couldn't manage riding it back.  He ended up sitting on the sidewalk and saying "I don't feel very well."  He was sick for some of the rest of the day. 

We know that this kind of experience can happen sometimes.  For some it happens every time.  By supper time Caleb felt much better, although he looked pale.  We're glad he pulled out of it okay, but it was just not a nice time.  A reminder that chemo drugs and all of these procedures really do have an impact on his little body.  He's so tough, though.  By Wednesday morning you'd never know what went on the day before. 

By Wednesday night he was out on the soccer pitch, playing and wrestling with his buddy Jonathan.  Oh, and kicking the ball a little bit.  Thank God for healing.


Can I say it enough?  Carpe Diem.

2 comments:

Michael F said...

Caleb is such a strong boy, every time i see him it surprises me how i forget what he is going through sometimes.
I'm glad to hear he is doing well and that his chemo treatments while rough aren't taking his personality away.

Anj said...

I like to say they were hugging, but it looked more liked wrestling. I'm glad they were enjoying being out there together!