Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Happy 4th Birthday Liam!
Today is Liam’s 4th Birthday. Happy Birthday to my dear, sweet little boy. There are days this day seemed so far away and now that it’s here, we are so incredibly grateful. He is having a wonderful day and celebrated with cupcakes at school complete with a hearty round of Happy Birthday. We’re sharing a cake tonight at the Fire Station with his guys. We love Liam’s guys. They’re family.
I have been working on an update but have found myself emotionally weary from writing too many eulogies. But we promise, there is one coming that includes an amazing story about a four leaf clover. In the interim, please honor Emily Adamson and her family who lost her battle yesterday. www.caringbridge.org/fl/emilyadamson.
I have been working on an update but have found myself emotionally weary from writing too many eulogies. But we promise, there is one coming that includes an amazing story about a four leaf clover. In the interim, please honor Emily Adamson and her family who lost her battle yesterday. www.caringbridge.org/fl/emilyadamson.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
The world spins madly on......
It is Wednesday morning and and today I woke to the sweet sound of daaadddyyy in the distance. I rubbed my eyes and thought maybe I was dreaming but there it was again daaddddyy. I realized then that it was Liam and I knew why he was calling me. Liam was calling me to work as we had discussed when we called it quits the night before because it was time for bed. You see Liam and I have found a new joy together and it revolves around Bruder toy trucks. Bruder trucks are made in Germany and are the most realistic trucks and tractors you can mortgage your house for and yet they are very durable and made for a 3-4 year old. Each has actual moving parts that allow a child and his big buddy to truly act out real world work like trash collection (garbage truck lifts cans and compacts trash), construction site (crane actually works), farming (has a mower whose blades turn), and a cement truck (that rotates and actually dispenses sand!). Ella even plays along with her farm truck that transports a big dairy cow. So i roll out of bed and there is my little partner telling me it is time to go to work Daddy. My response is we have to get some coffee first Liam. He agrees and he proceeds to pretend that his orange juice in a big boy cup (no cover) is his coffee. So just like real world workers Liam and I start our work day with a coffee break! We sit at his and Ella's little table and drink our coffee while our trucks and tractors are readied for their grueling day. Daddy is the one to break up this union sponsored break and proclaim that it is time to get busy. Liam tells me that my job is to drive the ship. Basically I am the barge that gets to haul the trash away and Liam gets to drive the shiny orange dump truck whose job is to pick up the trash cans and their content(crumpled paper) and return the trash to the dock where it is loaded into my garbage ship. Sometimes I get the privilege of driving the tractor with the loader on the front but it really depends on my very hands on micro-managing boss. The work is interrupted every 5-10 minutes by Liam as he calls a coffee break, again just like the real world. What a great way to start a day. I treasure each and every moment like this and am constantly reminded how truly precious any one of these moments with Liam might be.
I have been reminded of this in a very dramatic and painful way several times in the last week as a close founding member of the Band of Parents lost his pride and joy, Austin Melgar, to neuroblastoma and then again just 2 days ago as one of the families in the Band lost their daughter Courtney Saunders after her long and courageous fight to live. I read a journal entry yesterday by the parents of Emily Adamson and it is without a doubt one of the most courageous and gracious displays of emotion http://www.caringbridge.org/fl/emilyadamson/index.htm. I was again reminded of how tenuous and uncertain each child's situation is at any given point in time. I am the one who actually posts the obituary for each child on the Band of Parents website and it is this small task that I find harder to do than anything I have ever had to do in my life. Yet it is an honor I could not possibly relinquish.
I look around the city during my cab ride to and from the office and the world around me seems like such a charade. I know that two lovely children lost their right to this charade we know as life. It is troubling to me that no one knows and I feel like everyone should know. Everyone sitting in the Starbucks on the corner should be reading about the magical personality of Austin Melgar. The people standing on the corner waiting to buy their lunch should be looking at a picture of Courtney and her sister and be smiling from ear to ear as they are reminded of such young sibling love and camaraderie. How can a family fight a battle for 4 years and not be pinned as heroes? I would argue that what any one of these families face is not much different than what a soldier might endure on a tour of duty. A soldier often gets to choose to fight where a family has no choice. A soldier might lose his or her life and I am certain that any one of us would lay down our life if it meant that our child would live. The threat of a loss of life is constant in both cases but the loss of an innocent child whose potential has yet to be realized and whose opportunity is literally stolen will forever leave a a parent numb as it goes against the agreed upon rules of nature. I am by no means diminishing a soldiers risk and commitment to serve but instead making a point that we have parents who are heroes and the world just doesn't know it or seem to care. We have children who have hurt like we might never imagine and tolerated torturous treatments with grace and the heart of a lion. Yet as I look to the world around me it seems like no one knows of such heroes. I think if they did there would be a parade down 5th. avenue each year to honor such heroes. We do it for athletes who have been more than compensated for their contribution to what is really nothing more than entertainment. I realize that this fight is our fight and those around us just cannot truly imagine the battle that many must wage each day against an enemy that today is stronger and fiercer than ours. I stare out of my cab window deeply troubled knowing that another child's tender life hangs in the balance... and yet the world spins madly on.
I have been reminded of this in a very dramatic and painful way several times in the last week as a close founding member of the Band of Parents lost his pride and joy, Austin Melgar, to neuroblastoma and then again just 2 days ago as one of the families in the Band lost their daughter Courtney Saunders after her long and courageous fight to live. I read a journal entry yesterday by the parents of Emily Adamson and it is without a doubt one of the most courageous and gracious displays of emotion http://www.caringbridge.org/fl/emilyadamson/index.htm. I was again reminded of how tenuous and uncertain each child's situation is at any given point in time. I am the one who actually posts the obituary for each child on the Band of Parents website and it is this small task that I find harder to do than anything I have ever had to do in my life. Yet it is an honor I could not possibly relinquish.
I look around the city during my cab ride to and from the office and the world around me seems like such a charade. I know that two lovely children lost their right to this charade we know as life. It is troubling to me that no one knows and I feel like everyone should know. Everyone sitting in the Starbucks on the corner should be reading about the magical personality of Austin Melgar. The people standing on the corner waiting to buy their lunch should be looking at a picture of Courtney and her sister and be smiling from ear to ear as they are reminded of such young sibling love and camaraderie. How can a family fight a battle for 4 years and not be pinned as heroes? I would argue that what any one of these families face is not much different than what a soldier might endure on a tour of duty. A soldier often gets to choose to fight where a family has no choice. A soldier might lose his or her life and I am certain that any one of us would lay down our life if it meant that our child would live. The threat of a loss of life is constant in both cases but the loss of an innocent child whose potential has yet to be realized and whose opportunity is literally stolen will forever leave a a parent numb as it goes against the agreed upon rules of nature. I am by no means diminishing a soldiers risk and commitment to serve but instead making a point that we have parents who are heroes and the world just doesn't know it or seem to care. We have children who have hurt like we might never imagine and tolerated torturous treatments with grace and the heart of a lion. Yet as I look to the world around me it seems like no one knows of such heroes. I think if they did there would be a parade down 5th. avenue each year to honor such heroes. We do it for athletes who have been more than compensated for their contribution to what is really nothing more than entertainment. I realize that this fight is our fight and those around us just cannot truly imagine the battle that many must wage each day against an enemy that today is stronger and fiercer than ours. I stare out of my cab window deeply troubled knowing that another child's tender life hangs in the balance... and yet the world spins madly on.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Update
The result of one of the five tests is still pending, but so far all are good. And in 10 weeks, we’ll repeat them all over again. I was speaking with someone about Liam’s 90-day tests and she was surprised to hear how invasive the tests are and that some require anesthesia. Yes, they’re scary and intrusive tests that are gut-wrenching and threaten to throw off your center of balance. And yes some of the tests require anesthesia, something that the person I was talking with found unnerving. For us, the thought of Liam receiving anesthesia is so “natural” you don’t even think about it. It is what it is. It’s amazing how the landscape of life changes. What seemed so foreign, strange, bizarre and weird is now “natural.” But it’s also amazing the capacity we as human beings have to adapt and change.
It has been a challenging week. Last Thursday another child was lost. Austin Melgar should still be there. Larry called to tell me the news. We both had to quickly compartmentalize it so that we could continue to function until a time we could grieve for him and his family. But the desire to break down and scream and tell everyone how sucky cancer is for children is always there. The desire to tell everyone and anyone about Austin, the little boy with beautiful flaxen hair who loved nothing more than playing soccer and going to school is bubbling just under the surface. And then there’s another little girl, Courtney, who is at home on hospice and who recently lost one of her front teeth. Courtney should be marking more visits with the tooth fairy, not coping with pain.
A note to Austin’s Family:
Dear Amazing Melgar Family,What courage and grace you showed during times that would have made mere mortals crumble. It is so apparent that faith and love beyond description carried you. The world is a better place because of the Melgar Family. The world is a profoundly sadder place without Austin. But Austin's spirit will live on and on and on. May peace be with you. I think I just heard the heaven's cheering as Austin scored yet another goal on his new soccer field. He has home team advantage up there. Our thoughts, support, love, sadness and prayers are with you all.
Gretchen, Larry, Liam and Ella Witt
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/austinmelgar
It has been a challenging week. Last Thursday another child was lost. Austin Melgar should still be there. Larry called to tell me the news. We both had to quickly compartmentalize it so that we could continue to function until a time we could grieve for him and his family. But the desire to break down and scream and tell everyone how sucky cancer is for children is always there. The desire to tell everyone and anyone about Austin, the little boy with beautiful flaxen hair who loved nothing more than playing soccer and going to school is bubbling just under the surface. And then there’s another little girl, Courtney, who is at home on hospice and who recently lost one of her front teeth. Courtney should be marking more visits with the tooth fairy, not coping with pain.
A note to Austin’s Family:
Dear Amazing Melgar Family,What courage and grace you showed during times that would have made mere mortals crumble. It is so apparent that faith and love beyond description carried you. The world is a better place because of the Melgar Family. The world is a profoundly sadder place without Austin. But Austin's spirit will live on and on and on. May peace be with you. I think I just heard the heaven's cheering as Austin scored yet another goal on his new soccer field. He has home team advantage up there. Our thoughts, support, love, sadness and prayers are with you all.
Gretchen, Larry, Liam and Ella Witt
http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/austinmelgar
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
A very short and quick update
A very short and quick updateMeditation didn't work and scans without anesthesia for Mr. Inquisitive were a bit challenging. It turns out that Ativan, a drug that normally calms and even makes most kids fall asleep, had the reverse reaction with Liam. He became larger than life with slurred speech. All inhibitions were lost. He was asking every question that popped into his head and had absolutely no reservations asking anyone anything from the radiology tech questions about his hair to more puzzling questions like why hospital beds go up and down. I'll provide more details later, but the quick update is that his CT Scan and the all-important MIBG scan are clean. We're still waiting for the results of the bone marrow tests and urine markers which will come in later this week. Now, back to our regularly scheduled lives....
Monday, April 14, 2008
We have a schedule
It took some time, but we have the schedule for the 3-month tests. Wednesday at 8:20 a.m. is his CT Scan with the icky contrast needing to be consumed by 7:20 a.m. Wednesday at 2:30 p.m. is the injection of the radioactive dye in preparation for the MIBG Scan. The MIBG Scan is Thursday at 9:30 a.m. Friday a.m. bright and early is the bone marrow tests. Here’s the clincher…due a scheduling mix-up, he’ll be doing the scans without anesthesia for the first time. I’m not quite sure how this is going to happen with Mr. Curiosity especially considering how important it is to stay perfectly still and how hard Liam has being anything less than in perpetual motion. The challenging thing is that he’s going through a particularly active time. He is literally going nonstop as he feels stronger and better every day. He has energy he hasn’t had in at least 18 months. The world literally is his oyster and sometimes he just is overwhelmed at all the options in front of him. He might be able to do the CT Scan which is relatively short…but the MIBG is almost two hours long. Oh goodness. How quickly can we teach him meditation?
Kids Walk for Kids with Cancer
Dear Friends and Supporters of Prince Liam,
On the second day after Liam was diagnosed we met an amazing woman named Shirley Staples. Her name and phone number were written on a piece of paper and handed to me by a social worker at Memorial Sloan-Kettering who urged me to call her. Shirley’s son Simon, who today is almost 15, was treated in 1998 at Memorial Sloan-Kettering for stage IV neuroblastoma which is the same disease Liam is battling. In the 13 months since Liam’s diagnosis, Shirley has served the role as confidante, counselor, rock of support and friend. At the end of our first phone call when I literally reached out to her for a lifeline as my world was crashing in on me, I said that I had a feeling she was going to be the angel who saw me through this tough time. It’s a bit uncharacteristic for me to say things like that…but for some reason the words popped into my head and out of my mouth. A few months later, she and I made the connection that we went to the same small, liberal arts women’s college in North Carolina, shared the same major and had several of the same professors. The mascot for our school, Meredith College, is an angel and all underclasswomen are assigned a senior to show them the ropes. (Bizarre coincidence, right?)
A few years ago Shirley’s daughter decided to start a fundraiser for pediatric cancer called, Kids Walk for Kids with Cancer. Since its first year in 2001, the walk has raised almost $525,000. The event is organized by NYC-area students from 6th to 12th grade and has blossomed into one that companies and their employees participate in as well as parenting groups, families, book clubs, etc. This year’s event is being held on Saturday, May 10th. The event starts at 2 p.m. in Central Park, across from Tavern on the Green at W. 67th and CPW. It begins with a brief program that includes comments from doctors who treated both Simon and Liam and is followed by a 4.5 mile walk. Everyone is welcome from babies to grandparents and even pets. We plan on being there and invite you to join us to walk in support of pediatric cancer research.
This year's walk will support research at MSKCC on stage iv neuroblastoma. The survival rate is a dismal 30%, so more funding for research to develop more effective treatments is desperately needed. The walk funds will help the MSKCC researchers keep improving the odds for children with neuroblastoma.
We hope you can join us. Please forward this email to your NYC-area friends and family!! There is also a flyer we can send you if you’re interested or visit the website for the event, http://www.walkforkidswithcancer.org/
Thank you in advance and we hope to see you there.
Gretchen, Larry, Liam and Ella
On the second day after Liam was diagnosed we met an amazing woman named Shirley Staples. Her name and phone number were written on a piece of paper and handed to me by a social worker at Memorial Sloan-Kettering who urged me to call her. Shirley’s son Simon, who today is almost 15, was treated in 1998 at Memorial Sloan-Kettering for stage IV neuroblastoma which is the same disease Liam is battling. In the 13 months since Liam’s diagnosis, Shirley has served the role as confidante, counselor, rock of support and friend. At the end of our first phone call when I literally reached out to her for a lifeline as my world was crashing in on me, I said that I had a feeling she was going to be the angel who saw me through this tough time. It’s a bit uncharacteristic for me to say things like that…but for some reason the words popped into my head and out of my mouth. A few months later, she and I made the connection that we went to the same small, liberal arts women’s college in North Carolina, shared the same major and had several of the same professors. The mascot for our school, Meredith College, is an angel and all underclasswomen are assigned a senior to show them the ropes. (Bizarre coincidence, right?)
A few years ago Shirley’s daughter decided to start a fundraiser for pediatric cancer called, Kids Walk for Kids with Cancer. Since its first year in 2001, the walk has raised almost $525,000. The event is organized by NYC-area students from 6th to 12th grade and has blossomed into one that companies and their employees participate in as well as parenting groups, families, book clubs, etc. This year’s event is being held on Saturday, May 10th. The event starts at 2 p.m. in Central Park, across from Tavern on the Green at W. 67th and CPW. It begins with a brief program that includes comments from doctors who treated both Simon and Liam and is followed by a 4.5 mile walk. Everyone is welcome from babies to grandparents and even pets. We plan on being there and invite you to join us to walk in support of pediatric cancer research.
This year's walk will support research at MSKCC on stage iv neuroblastoma. The survival rate is a dismal 30%, so more funding for research to develop more effective treatments is desperately needed. The walk funds will help the MSKCC researchers keep improving the odds for children with neuroblastoma.
We hope you can join us. Please forward this email to your NYC-area friends and family!! There is also a flyer we can send you if you’re interested or visit the website for the event, http://www.walkforkidswithcancer.org/
Thank you in advance and we hope to see you there.
Gretchen, Larry, Liam and Ella
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