Hold On... Buckle Up and Brace Yourself

Life sucks.  Big time.

As you know, Kean has had a fever on and off for much of the past week.  And then over the weekend, his right arm swelled up and became very sore.  Well, the blood work came back with “abnormal” cells—cells his new Oncology (Cancer) doctor says look like Leukemia. 

They are admitting Kean tomorrow at lunch time and will start bone marrow testing on Thursday morning to determine which kind of Leukemia and the plan for treatment.  We were told to expect to be in the hospital for 2 to 6 weeks.

So here we go again.  Back to St. Luke’s.  I’m worried sick about leaving the three girls again and even more worried about how we will survive watching Kean in pain, Kean lose his hair, Kean sick, sick, sick.

My mind is jumbled with all kinds of fears and thoughts but I am following the advice of a dear friend – another mom we met in NICU when Kean was so sick as a little pup.  She told me—ah, 2 to 6 weeks is nothing… you’ve already done way more time than that.  And she told us to take just a minute at a time… then work up to five.  So that’s what we plan to do.  We can survive one minute and then tackle the next.