Friday, March 30, 2007


Well last night we had the "wish lady" over again to modify Abby's wish. For some reason it seems that Abby has changed her mind about going to Disneyland and now wants to go to Disney World. I don't think it had anything to do with me showing her Disney World on the computer hooked up to the TV. An showing her the pictures of the giant tomatoes and cucumbers at Epcott didn't have any bearing on this change of heart either. And I'm sure me making up songs about Disney World didn't matter much either... but for some reason she decided to pick Disney World instead of Disney Land... weird. :)

Actually, the Make a Wish granter said that it would probably be better and since all she really wants to do is ride the Dumbo ride and Disney World has that ride too. Disney World also has the "Give the Kids the World Village" which is set up for wish kids and their families. The village has a fishing pond too, since that was another wish of hers I think it will be perfect. So, even though they are both Disney places she still had to say "Disney World" to the wish granter. So, last night the Wish granter came over again and asked her again what her wish was. Quickly Abby said, with very clear speech I may add, "Disney World." Pretty funny actually.

Her second wish, the one that they will do if they can't fulfill the first wish, was a bit harder to get out of her. She didn't really have a particular place like St. Lucia, or the Bahamas, or Hawaii but she did get across that she would like to go and find sea shells on the seashore. I think any sea shore would do to her. I probably could make a beach in the backyard and throw store-bought sea shell on the sand and she would happy to collect them. So, that's the second wish.

I tried to take a picture of the wish token that she recieved with her wish but it seems that it is hard to photograph wish tokens, maybe something magical about them. Maybe they are occupiing a different part of the space time continuum... or maybe my camera just doesn't have macro lens. I'll go with thought # 1.

Hey... did I tell you that Abby's in Denver right now getting her Last Treatment? I know crazy. Tiffany took Abby, Anna, and a cake as big as Lily down to CHOA. Hopefully she got a picture of it. Abby gets her checkup, her Vincristine, and IvIG and then a bunch of oral pills at home today and 5 days of the grumpy pill. But these are her last 5 days of this grumpy pill! Yipee!.

It doesn't seem real that she is on the eve of not having to take all this medicine soon! Crazy.
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Monday, March 26, 2007


Sometimes I'm in the mood to write and sometimes I'm just not in there. This is one of the latter moments in my blogging life. But, I thought if I just started I'd probably get into it. So here I go, maybe I'm just tired...

You know Abby is coming up to the end of her treatments soon and I know I should be joyful and happy that Abby's almost done, but nay. You see during this last 2 plus years I've become kind of phobic. And in a weird sort of way, I don't know if I'll know how to act any differently when all is done.

Let me explain with a little story about church. Just last Sunday we all decided to go to church. The plan was to sequester ourselves off on the side, our usual spot, and worship together. Then Tiffany was going to go off and help in the Preschool classroom and I was going to take the girls to our less germy and therefore safe house. So we get there early, pick a nice remote spot with a great angle of the profile of the pastors nose way off to the side. No one around, perfect. As church begins people start to file in late. Now maybe they thought we were lonely over there all by ourselves so a family came and plunked down right behind us. Then another small family in front, to the side, 2 rows in front, on and on. So there I am with my daughter, who has no mask on by the way, and these germy people all around me. You know, they don't pass a plate for money around in our church but I had visions of filling it with sanitizer and just passing it around our neighbors in the pew. So, I'm trying to sing and I keep hearing coughing, and then sniffs. Kids around us are picking their noses, people are coughing and it pretty soon that's about all I can hear. (ok so I'm exaggerating but you get the point.) This is my life. I now open the bathroom doors with a paper towel on the way out. I flush with my foot or elbow and I find myself smelling Purell like it's a fine perfume.

So now you see why I'm a bit anxious when this is all over. Right now most of you would say that it is completely fine for me to be a bit germophobic. But what about in a month? Or a year? I may be doomed to be "one of those people". What happened to me? I used to just boil the spaghetti sauce if it was older than I thought reasonable... now I throw it away. Oh no what have I become!?

Obviously my germphobia is irrational. Obviously my hand washing isn't working. Nor is the humongo air filter! Oh well I'll tell you how it all goes in a year.

Now onto the Abby front. Abby's last treatment, yes... LAST TREATMENT. Hey that's fun to say, "Last Treatment". [PERSON A]: "Where are you guys going on Friday Mark?" [ME]: "Oh we're off to Denver for Abby's last treatment." [PERSON A]: "Wow, it's her last treatment?!" [ME]: "Yup! it's her last treatment. Pretty cool huh?!"

So ya, Friday, Abby's last treatment. Last one. Finae, done, audios, buh-bye, Final. (i.e. Last). Tiffany is going to take her down and I'm going to hang out with Lily and Anna at home. We thought about taking her today or tomorrow but I was going to have to take more work off and so Friday worked better. Abby will get Vincristine, and IvIG and then some oral meds (plus the grumpy pill) at home. Wow! Only 10 more Decadron pills to go! Yippee. Then we'll continue the nightly meds until April 19th.

Wow, I think this whole soon to be done thing is going to take a while to sink in. It's coming up fast!

While I wait I just keep washing my hands to pass the time.

...Oh hey! I almost forgot to tell you... Abby's got Pink Eye again. I think I do too, and Tiff. Ah the fun of it all.