Brinley went to get her chemo today. She is getting used to the routine and actually enjoys clinic sometimes. Today they were giving away bags that were donated by someone for the cancer patients. I wondered who had put it together, and I wished I could have sent them a picture of how much she loved it. I remembered doing all those service projects with the church and not being able to put a face on who would be receiving it, and there we were on the receiving end, watching my daughter's face light up to see the toys in the hand colored canvas bag. That was the face they would not get to see, but did the service anyway. It was touching, and this time, I wanted to see the face on the other end, the person who sat and colored a bag for my daughter and stuffed it with goodies to make her day a little brighter.

We had to wait for quite a while today for the chemo because the NP forgot to order it from the pharmacy, (grrr) and they were very busy. So we sat, and sat, and sat, until over an hour had gone by. It had already been an hour of waiting to see the doctor, so it was a little frustrating. The nurse finally brought it and that was that. They want to check her counts again on Monday because they were still concerned about her red blood count and a possible transfusion, so we'll check Monday, then Wednesday, and then Thursday will be next chemo day. I was concerned about her eyes, they are still red and puffy, the onc said it's possible with her ANC so low, the bacteria that gets in her eyes is irritating them with nothing to fight it off. If it gets worse, or gunk starts coming out of them, we need to call. They also made me nervous because the NP noticed she was walking with her foot turned in, which I had not really noticed. I knew she was walking different, I just figured with her just starting to walk again, it would take a little time to look normal. But the NP said that the vincristine can cause the kids to walk that way long term, and she seemed concerned. Now that she said that, I notice it every time she walks. I am very nervous about long term affects of the chemo, so I don't like that at all. She saw the physical therapist last week and has improved quite a bit since then, we will see how it goes.

I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving, we are very excited for turkey day at our house! Nothing like getting totally, completely, stuffed and then trying to roll yourself home. I am missing David's family this year, and wish we could see them. It's not the same without them and this is the time of year I love to be surrounded by family. We have so much to be grateful for, I feel it this year more than any other year. Funny how that works, you would think it would be the opposite, but I have found so much good in my life lately and am overwhelmed with all that we have been blessed with. This has been a rough few months, I can't even type this without tears sneaking up, as they do so often lately, but the tears come as quickly for the hard stuff as they do for the good stuff, and we have a lot of good stuff. Happy Thanksgiving!


Lidia said...

My beloved Doughter Kristin: Thank You very much for your spots. H've read this every day and every day and every hour you and your family, specialy my weet Brin Brin are in my prayer. Any time when I attend to visit you in your home here in Henderson, I had read on a beautiful tile decoration on the fireplace: "Because I Have Been Given Much"...that is wonderful.
Convalescing after a long and serious illness, Grace Noll Crowell penned the words on this beautiful hymn. According to Crowell, the hymn was written "in a sudden, glad up-rush of gratitude for my release from pain, recalling the many mercies that had been mine those long, hard days, and...remembering the love that had been around and about me ever."
Hymns like "Because I Have Been Given Much" remind us that our gratitude to God and other is best expressed not by what we say, but by how we live. As much hymns suggest, our expressions of thanks and praise to those who have blessed our lives are the beginning, not the end, of true gratitude.
Through recognizing the generosity of others and the goodness of God, it becomes easier for us to be generous and good ourselves. From the roots of simple gratitude grow a multitude of crowning virtues, including mercy, benevolence, and love. As we express our gratitude, not only in word but also in deed, we quickly discover that our happiness and contentment depend much less on our material possessions and much more on how well we recognize and appreciate all that we have.
President Joseph F. Smith wrote, "The spirit of gratitude is always pleasant and satisfying because it carries with it a sense of helpfulness to others; it begets love and friendship, and engenders divine influence. Gratitude is said to be the memory of the heart."
When our hearts are filled with grateful memories, our actions reflect the love that we have received and we begin to express our gratitude to God as described in the last verse of Crowell's hymn: "Because I have been blessed by thy great love, dear Lord, I'll share thy love again, according to thy word. I shall give love to those in need; I'll show that love by word and deed. Thus shall my thanks be thanks indeed."
Kristin, David, Tay, Jade, Brin Brin and...the coming litle girl..You are in our heart always, and we have are greatful for every one of you. We miss you. Adn Days are coming with bigs and wonderful moments on your family life. The storm will pass, not storm is for ever and the sun again and again will iluminate your wonderful family and life, and Brinley is a beautiful and sweet litle girl that one day she will stand and testify to the world what wonderful parents she have and what wonderful sisters, that all take care of her during her biginning life in this world.
We love you so so much and pray our Heavenly Father to bless you guys and protect you and ask Him, please, let pass this dificult time.HAPPY THANKS GIVINGS!! Grandpa and Grandma Torres

Amanda said...

Sending warm thoughts and happy holiday wishes!

Marion said...

Amen. We DO have alot of good stuff. . . .