Today's been a Tale of Two Brothers.
One half of the tale is of health and well-being; the other, of tiredness and pain.
Despite being a bit fussy at times overnight, Brady is doing very well. He has the strongest need to suck of any of my babies, and as a result, was already 4 ounces over his birthweight as of midnight. No weight loss for this little guy. He's had some nice awake time and likes to look around the room. So that's the tale of health.
The other part of the tale revolves around Logan. Although he had a decent night, per reports, Adam's parents were unable to complete his blood draw this morning so they took him in to CHO to have it done there. His numbers looked good -- hemoglobin over 11, platelets at 62 -- and wouldn't have required transfusions, but apparently he didn't look good. The area on his cheek that fronts the ulcer inside his mouth is redder, and he complained about throat pain. So, he was given a dose of morphine and he's being admitted for observation, per Philippa. She was quick to tell Adam that he was afebrile (no fever -- but Adam's mom noted that it was 'elevated'), so if he looks better tomorrow he ought to be able to come home.
I'm so disappointed. And mad and frustrated. It's not that I'm assuming the worst -- that we're in for another long hospital stay at CHO. It's that it crushes me to watch Logan rebound a little and then suffer a lot, rebound a little and then suffer a lot. He's an awesome kid. He deserves awesome things. And I wish I could make it all better for him right now, but I can't.
We'll be checking out with Brady tomorrow, so of course life would be much less complicated if Logan could be discharged then as well. Please pray for better health and healing for his mouth and throat, and for effective pain control that we can administer at home, if need be.
I know this is merely another bump in the road designed to shake my faith, but it's disheartening to feel like Brady's birth timing was so perfect, only to have the situation change and make it feel so much LESS perfect just a day later.
Miracles happen when we allow God to do His great work; that's the tack that Logan's mom, Sherry, took when her dear-hearted 4-year old son was diagnosed with an AT/RT brain tumor in August of 2010. From expressions of hope and faith to pained pleas to God above, follow along as she shares her heart, waddles through her 4th pregnancy and the subsequent birth of baby Brady on 12/14/10, prays for her son's recovery and works to amass the biggest team of prayer warriors ever.
About Us
Our family of 6 (dad Adam, mom Sherry, big sister Abby and little brothers Isaac and Brady -- who was born on December 14, 2010) joined the ranks of pediatric cancer fighters when our 4-year old son Logan was diagnosed with a dangerous and highly malignant form of brain cancer in mid-August 2010. Logan's cancer journey began abruptly on Sunday, August 15, when his right eye suddenly turned inward during dinner. Twenty-four hours later, we were checking into Children's Hospital Oakland and finding out that life sometimes takes you places you'd never, ever imagine yourself going.
Prayers are being sent that your entire family is able to go home together. My best friend had horrible mouth sores during chemo and there were 2 brands of toothpaste that worked really well for her. I'm still looking for one of them, but here is a link to the other. It might be perfect for Logan. It's called Squigle - http://drymouthtoothpaste.com/
ReplyDeleteOops, my ID came up wrong. You know me as Kathy Browning from AC and Facebook ;-) Didn't want you to think some stranger was offering a spam link for toothpaste.
ReplyDeleteSending prayers for Logan.
ReplyDeleteI am also sending prayers that Logan come home so that you can all be together at such an exciting time for your family.
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