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Gearing up for another big (or little) day

Monday, February 22nd, 2010
Ellie with Izzy besdie her on class fieldtrip.

Ellie with Izzy besdie her on class fieldtrip.

Tomorrow is the day (again).  Sort of anti-climactic doing it once a week.  Takes some of the drama out of brain surgery if you do it once a week.  Anyway, heart rate is a bit better today, she is hanging at 65-70 today.  We seem to have stabilized the salt wasting/water dropping giving her back whatever she is dropping.  One of the endocrinologists, Dr. Reid, said that she was pretty confident that all of that is a side effect of surgery and will subside.   We are getting ready for another MRI this afternoon to see how things look after some of the swelling has subsided. 

A big thanks to Leslie and Izzy for visiting yesterday.  It was like a party when they showed up right after Brittany arrived.   We should be going down soon for a scan, so I’d best sign off for now…

Surgery mergery whatever

Thursday, February 18th, 2010
Ben as a scary lion roaring.

Ben as a scary lion roaring.

Ellie is back from her procedure (seriously I can hardly call it “surgery” after Tuesday).  I requested that instead of talking loudly to wake her from sedation that we let her sleep because girlfriend has had one hard week and why not let her rest if she is comfortable? 

If someone loves my children I just immediately have to love them back or at the veryleast think highly of them  for having extremely good taste.  Our friend Lainie, who has 2 children under the age of 5 herself, offered to take Ben for a few hours today.  She coached her children into helping Ben feel comfortable in their house as he was a bit nervous about going on a playdate by himself.  So I just have to say a great big huge thank you to Lainie for not only taking Ben (that’s a brave woman right there) but for also bringing donuts and cookies and lemon bars (this baby LOVES lemon!) I mean seriously, that is way above and beyond.  Not only that, but she picked him up so he could ride in a mini-van.

And thank you again to Esther for bringing crayons and a ball and chocolates today for us.  And to Ms. Pettit for staying and tit tatting (talk + chit chatting) with me even though Ellie continued to snooze.

Teeth Music

Saturday, December 12th, 2009

Yesterday after Ellie’s arrival home, Thom & I made sure that Ellie was with one of us at all times.  She wasn’t really able to walk or move about very well after being bed-ridden for 5 days.  The problem was she would not recall that she could  not do these things and end up in trouble.  For example, I was in Ellie’s room diligently studying the on-line take out pizza menu, when I heard a loud thump.  Perplexed, I wondered what had made that sound.  I looked and there on the floor in a big purple heap was Ellie unmoving.  She had fallen off of her bed (which is fortunately on the floor) but the fall had knocked the wind out of her and then she did not have the arm strength to push herself up.  I bent down to try to help her up and the whole thing just sort of struck me as both sad and funny.  You know like when you suddenly feel like you have to laugh in the middle of a wedding or worse yet a funeral?  I got her all sorted out and in a better position on the bed.

Today while Thom was in the shower, Ben & I were playing “office” with Ellie (yes, it is true, Ben has gotten his “card” back and is now occasionally allowed into the bookshop.)  Ben brought all of his tools in and was playing hospital with me as his patient, where he discovered that I do not have a brain.  Every time Ben would talk about us being at the hospital, Ellie would say, “I’m sad we’re at the hospital.”  And we would have to remind her that in fact we were just playing hospital until she started reminding herself, “Ben is just pretending to play hospital, right?”

We received a lovely card from Ellie’s school and a lot of the teachers were telling her to feel better soon.  Ellie responded, “I think I AM feeling better.”  Her main teacher from last year, Ms. Zwart signed her name, “Sue” and Ellie immediately said, “Oh, that is Ms. Zwart.”  Which totally blew me away.  I mean she is disoriented with place right now but she can recall her special ed teacher’s first name from last year?   

As Ellie was struggling getting up out of the bath, she said to me nonchalantly, ”Sometimes moving around is more difficult after surgery.”  I was amazed at how she said it, no sadness or regret or even frustration, just matter-of-factly.  I informed her that every time she gets up it will be easier for her that her muscles are just remembering how to do all of these things and every time they get stronger. 

Right now Thom & Ben have built a sliding hill in our backyard (14 inches of snow will give you that ability even in a level yard.)  Ellie, on the other hand,  is sitting on her bed making “teeth music”, completely entertained to be sitting, staring, making soft music with her teeth.

Radio Celebrity

Saturday, December 5th, 2009

I know, I know first an audience member of Oprah, now interviewed on the radio all within a few months of each other!  What could possibly be next?  How lucky am I??

Ellie awaiting the limo to Queens, THAT is how you get to Sesame Street!!

Ellie awaiting the limo to Queens, THAT is how you get to Sesame Street!!

On Friday,  I volunteered at a radio-a-thon called “Connie and Fish for Make-A-Wish” (www.connieandfish.com).  It was fanfreakintastic!!  I was super nervous because the first thing that was going to happen was I was going to be on the air talking about Ellie’s wish.  When Make-A-Wish of Wisconsin sent out some sample questions, I felt a bit teary eyed just looking at them and remembering how magical our wish was.   In the letter, the foundation said that many wish families worried about getting emotional on the air, but they reassured us that getting emotional was fine, because over the radio, no one could see our facial expressions.  Thus, I concluded, becoming emotional was not a problem and might even deliver the message more powerfully.  Well, then they picked the right woman for that job!!  I can DO emotional (ask anyone in my coaching group).  I couldn’t sleep well the night before wondering about the interview, pondering whether or not it would be better to send Thom than have to face this sudden onslaught of nerves.  I was worried that in my nervousness I would forget what I was going to say, go blank, or become a bumbling 15-year-old using the words, “like and you know”

Knocking at 123 Sesame Street (Make-A-Wish trip).

Knocking at 123 Sesame Street (Make-A-Wish trip).

after every thought.  But the more I thought about it the more I realized that I was THE one to tell the story, I knew that they would not get as much information from Thom as they would from me.  When I arrived I was set up at the phone bank (8 phones, 3 computer data entry stations), the coordinator instructed me on how to answer the phones.   I was so nervous by this point that I felt all sweaty and butterfly-ish as if at any moment I might just decide to black out.  Everyone was introducing themselves to me to which I responded by saying that I would most likely not recall any of the information given until after the interview.   My brain was basically on overload.

Finally, I was called to come for the interview and I nervously walked down the hall and sat in a radio booth with Connie & Fish.  I was told to put on a set of earphones and a microphone was pushed way up to my face.  Then it began and man-oh-man it was so much easier than I ever anticipated.  It was like sitting and chatting with some new friends, telling them about something I adore talking about–our wish.  I was amazed when it was over, there was so much more I had intended to say about Ellie’s wish and how important it has been in our lives.  I talked about the importance of the wish on our family being able to spend time together (probably the most important aspect to Ellie and maybe

Ben hailing the subway train.

Ben hailing the subway train.

Ben.  Well, for Ben at the time it might have been the subway train ride…)  I talked about how every time we have been in the hospital since the trip, we have taken our scrapbook and shared it with the nurses and doctors, how it has continually given us something else to focus on during the challenge of hospital stays.

The first call I took (pre-interview, when I was super nervous) was from the grandpa of one of the wish kids who had just been on the radio.  He was listening over the internet (who knew??) and wanted to make a contribution.  One newly divorced single mother called in and told me how she and her sons had been

Oscar did not in fact tell us to "scram" as we anticipated.

Oscar did not in fact tell us to "scram" as we anticipated.

listening to the show.  When she told her sons that she wasn’t sure how she was going to pay the mortgage, so she did not think it would be possible to make a donation, her sons went upstairs and emptied their piggy banks, coming up with $10.

A family

Sitting at the counter ordering up a drink (just pretend silly!)

Sitting at the counter ordering up a drink (just pretend silly!)

came in and their son had made his transition but they were thrilled to talk about their wish trip.  Another mom came in and was gladly showing us pictures of their wish trip to Disney World, a beautiful scrapbook of their time together.  She had 2 children with her and one on the way, but the little girl in the scrapbook wasn’t there.  At first, I thought, “Where is the beautiful smiling girl in the pictures?”  And then it hit me.she too had passed.  What astounded me was how these families had the courage to come and talk about this wonderful amazing memory that they had made with their family, in the hopes that more families could experience that wonderfulness.  In a way, it seemed a relief to be able to talk about something so happy, so touching, so memorable without everyone around them getting freaked out or sad.

That Rosita was determined to teach Ellie a Spanish word.

That Rosita was determined to teach Ellie a Spanish word.

One mom who was interviewed after me came in wanting to talk with me because our stories were so similar.   Her 6-year-old son had made a wish to sing the national anthem at a Brewer’s game (apparently this is on youtube, if any one knows the address will you send it to me? Then I will post it here).

I have volunteered recently for Capital Candlelighters, an organization geared at helping families with children experiencing cancer.  When I have been to Capital Candlelighters events everyone is talking about cancer and cancer treatment.  For some people, this type of community is essential to their wellbeing and ability to overcome the hardships unique to a child with cancer.  The thing I truly appreciate about Make-A-Wish when I go to one of their functions is that rarely does anyone talk about disease or illness.  Instead, the conversations are about dreams that are about to come true or happy memories of a magical time together.  Creating hope.  For me, the latter feels so much better than the former because so much of the time I feel as if Brain Tumor is the background music of my life, talking about it does not often feel uplifting to me.  When the current season of Brothers & Sisters had a main character develop cancer, I quit watching, I figured, I already have that dramatic cancer channel on at home, I don’t have to watch it on television!

Sitting on the steps of 123 with mom, dad AND grandparents.

Sitting on the steps of 123 with mom, dad AND grandparents.

I have to say that yesterday was one of the most awe-inspiring, touching, moving, emotional, fun with a purpose kind of afternoons I have ever had.  The energy and camaraderie in the room was wonderful, we were all working together as a team to make this happen.  The staff was magnificent, both organized and friendly, immediately making me feel welcome and an essential part of what was happening.  The fun was only enhanced by the way I was treated, like a celebrity, not only for being on the radio and telling my story but for being a Wish mom and a Wishgranter and a volunteer at the radio-a-thon.  My thought, was “Of course I would want to do as much as I possibly can for this amazing organization.  Who wouldn’t want to make some one’s wish come true??  (Here’s where Ellie would say, Oscar the Grouch wouldn’t.)”  Honestly, though, feeling appreciated for doing these things that I loved felt awesome too.

Ellie in our sweet hotel suite in Times Square!

Ellie in our sweet hotel suite in Times Square!

The excitement built at the end of the day as the radio-a-thon was ending.  I would put down my phone and it would immediately start ringing again.  I was getting “phone neck” and hand cramps, but I had to race ahead and get those pledges that were coming in.  The phone kept on ringing even after the 6pm deadline.  I took one call from a volunteer who works in the Make-A-Wish office every single week who gave $1000.  I had to give her a big ol’ “WHOOO HOOO!!”  for that one.  All together, the radio-a-thon raised over $200,000.  Here’s a great big bunch of gratitude for all of the wonderful people who pulled together to make that many more wishes come true, what an honor to be a part of that.

Invisible

Saturday, July 4th, 2009
Ellie waiting to take the Limo to Sesame Street to meet her pal Zoe.

Ellie waiting to take the Limo to Sesame Street to meet her pal Zoe.

Recently we decided to watch our Make-A-Wish video, which we do sporadically since the trip four years ago.  Well, all the sudden, Ellie asked, astonished, “Who is that person?”   she noticed that there was a woman actually holding up Zoe.  It was the first time that she saw her, even though we have viewed the video countless times.  

Zoe has her photo taken.

Zoe has her photo taken.

It reminded me of a story   about the first ship that came across the Atlantic Ocean.  The native peoples living on the land could actually NOT see the ship.  They saw nothing in the water, it was so far beyond their imagination.  It was invisible to them.

Another story I read recently in The Art of Possibility by

Ellie in her Zoe outfit on Sesame Street with Agogo & Uncle Kippy.

Ellie in her Zoe outfit on Sesame Street with Agogo & Uncle Kippy.

Rosamund Stone Zander and Benjamin Zander (Boston, MA: Harvard Business School Press, , 2000) .  Picasso is riding on a train and a fellow passenger asks him, why he won’t paint more “realistically”.  The man shows Picasso a photo of his wife to illustrate what a “realistic” picture would look like.  Picasso studies the photo and asked the man why his wife is so small and flat. 

When Ellie refused to wear a visitor pass on Sesame Street, Zoe stepped in to help out.

When Ellie refused to wear a visitor pass on Sesame Street, Zoe stepped in to help out.

Einstein argued that it is impossible to utilize observation to create a theory because in fact a theory governs what we can and cannot observe (The Art of Possibility by Zander & Zander). 

Made me wonder what possibilities are invisible to me.

“It just gets better from here”

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009
Ellie in her spring class concert, something we never ever imagined possible...

Ellie in her spring class concert, something we never ever imagined possible...

The title of this blog is a quote from an article in Good Housekeeping (April, 2009; volume 248, no 4). about Michael J. Fox.  After describing the challenges he has in getting out of bed, urinate, get dressed, things you or I might take for granted, he finally arises from his

Finally a picture of the infamous Ms. Zwart (her real name)

Finally a picture of the infamous Ms. Zwart (her real name)

bedroom and is greeted by a mirror in the hallway.  In the mirror he sees his face smiling and he has to wonder, “Why am I smiling?”  But then he thinks, “It just gets better from here.” 

Well, as I sit here in the hosiptal, awaiting my 9-year-old daughter’s sedation and MRI, I know that

Ellie joins her class in the clapping part of the song.

Ellie joins her class in the clapping part of the song.

“It just gets better from here.”  For the past week and half, Ellie has not been feeling well.  She has felt nauseated, been throwing up and had much less energy.  She has been taking naps, some of them long some of them short throughout the day.  Looking at her face, with that not so well feeling on it has made me feel utterly sad.  Anyway, I know that no matter what, it all gets better from here. 

You might feel sad, angry, frustrated, despair in hearing that we are, once again, in the hospital, but I can also tell you that there have been moments of pure peace as my family sits in the hospital (I almost called it a “hotel”,  I prefer to think of it as such) all together with not much else to do besides be with one another.  Sort of pairs it down.  I mean every experience is filled with a variety of emotions, being in the hospital is no different, although the intensity of those emotions may feel amped up.  Of course I would rather be out enjoying this fantastic weather, but I will think of this as an investment, that it will be getting better…