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.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

The Sick Stick

My weekend of fun began at about 9 PM Friday night with an increasingly uncomfortable feeling in my stomach. It intensified until about 11 PM, when a combination of nausea, discomfort and frustration prompted me to make myself throw up. And then every 20 minutes until 5 AM, I found myself running to the restroom to toss my cookies. Almost 48 hours, several changes of clothes and a set of new sheets later, I'm no longer vomiting, but I still feel sick. Nauseated. I'd chalked the whole thing up to a piece of cheesecake I ate shortly before I started to feel ill, but that theory was shot when, earlier this evening, Brady threw up his dinner --two jars of baby food-- all over poor Adam. So, my friends, it seems as if the flu --or some other like-bug-- is upon us.

It's really very important that Logan be spared this illness, so please, I beg you to pray that he'll be shielded from the bug. My little sunshine has been through so much and does not need the flu added to his illness resume.

So how is he doing? Okay. He's not walking well at all, and is reliant on others to hold his hand. I don't know that he needs the help, per se, but he definitely feels more comfortable with someone helping him along. Of course I don't mind holding my little boy's hand; after all, I know there will be days down the line when he --and the others-- are long grown and resistant to doing so. But it breaks my heart to see my little dancer, my little mover and shaker, having so much trouble taking steps. It hurts me to realize that he walked better at 10 months than he does now at 5 years. But I have to remind myself that this is merely the now, and not the later. I'm working on knowing the heart of God and the truth of His healing power.

Thank you for being a part of Logan's team and for continuing to pray for his full healing. Blessings.


  1. Praying praying praying he does not catch what you guys are going through. And praying for fast recovery for you and Brady, and that the others in the family also are guarded against it. Yuck, so not needed.
    Praying for God to touch Logan, and to heal him for good.
    I know all of us, especially you, have asked/pleaded/begged for this on a daily basis (or many many times a day I'm sure!) but we will not give up asking for this. God wants to hear it, and boy I'm letting Him have it.
    Love you guys.

  2. The same nasty flu is in Minnesota right now. My twin boys got it on the same night. Will pray that Logan will be protected from it. So sorry you had to endure it, Sherry.