Am I really going to blog?: My little girl is growing up

Monday, February 2, 2009

My little girl is growing up

Samantha lost her very first tooth today! She is so excited.

I didn't even know that it was loose. While brushing her teeth for school, she spit & out it flew. She then kept spitting - I think to see if any more came out! I stopped on the way home to get a ceramic tooth box at a local gift store. She can't wait to see what the tooth fairy brings.

Lori

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the Mallett'sFebruary 2, 2009 at 11:03 PM
Hi Lori,
I can't believe how much she has grown in a year. I remember seeing her at and around the hospital this time last year and she seemed so little and dainty and now she is beginning to look like a young lady! You continue to amaze me with your strength and inspiration each day. Going back to visit Mason was a huge step for you and you acheived it. But it's like your quote states about having strength. We truly don't know how strong we are. I feel so guilty that I haven't given you a call yet. I think of you everyday and you and Eric and Samantha are in our prayers too. I really will give you a call sometime soon. Just so you have it...I will give you my numbers -- home is 740-838-8544 and cell 740-581-1006. Feel free to call anytime day or night. I look forward to talking to you.
Take care,
Patti
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I HOPE....

I hope you never have to hear the words, 'Your child has cancer.'

I hope you never have to hear, 'The prognosis is not good.'

I hope you never have to prepare to undergo radiation or chemotherapy, have a port surgically inserted into their chest, be connected to IV poles. Look at you with fear in their eyes and say, 'Don't worry Mommy, everything will be okay.'

I hope you never have to hold your child as they vomit green bile.

I hope you never have to feed them ice chips for lunch.

I hope you never have to watch the 'cure' you pray for slowly take away their identity, as they lose their hair, become skeletal, swell up from steroids, develop severe acne, become barely or unable to walk or move, and look at you with hope in their eyes and say,'It's going to be okay, Mommy.'

I hope that you never have to stay in the hospital for weeks, months, or years at a time, where there is no privacy, sleeping on a slab, with your face to the wall, where you cry in muffled silence.

I hope you never have to see a mother, alone, huddled, in a dark hospital corridor...crying quietly, after just being told, 'There is nothing more we can do.'

I hope you never have to watch a family wander aimlessly, minutes after their child's body has been removed.

I hope you never have to use every bit of energy you have left, with all of this going on around you to remain positive, and the feelings of guilt, sorrow, hope and fear, overwhelm you.

I hope you never have to see a child's head bolted to the table as they receive radiation.

I hope you never have to take your child home (grateful but so afraid) in a wheelchair because the chemo and radiation has damaged their muscles, 35 pounds lighter, pale, bald, and scarred. And they look at you with faith in their eyes and say, 'It's going to be okay Mommy.'

I hope you never have to face the few friends that have stuck beside you and hear them say, 'Thank God that is over with,'...because you know it never will be. Your life becomes a whirl of doctors, blood tests and MRI's and you try to get your life back to 'normal'. While living in mind-numbing fear that any one of those tests could result in hearing the dreaded words...'The cancer has returned' or 'The tumor is growing.' And your friends become even fewer.

I hope you never have to experience any of these things... Because...only then...Will you understand...

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