Wow, guys. I have stunk at this blogging thing lately. I must improve!
My dad got his biopsy results back. Only one polyp showed precancerous cells. Everything else was benign. Wonderful news. Now the not so wonderful news is that even though it's not cancer, his colon is so unhealthy, it really does need to come out. Right now my dad has a follow up visit with an expert in this field and then a final decision will be made. We are hoping a colectomy - removal of a section of the colon - rather than a colostomy, but that decision will probably be made during the surgery itself.
So, while not 100% good news, it was probably the best possible outcome given the circumstances.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
I'm Really Worried About My Dad
My dad suffers from colitis and the last two months has had a really difficult time with it. The doctor decided to do a colonoscopy this past Monday to check things out. It didn't look good. The area of the colon from the cecum to the rectum is in bad shape and has tumor growth through out. The rest of his colon has multiple polyp growths.
They took multiple biopsies and we will get the pathology report back sometime next week. I am terrified that this is cancer. Every male in my father's family dies by the time they are 60 with some sort of GI cancer. My dad is 51.
So we sit and wait. My mom is going crazy with worry - she tends to be very anxious and manic anyway so this is sending her over the edge. My dad who is the total opposite has not real reaction just yet. I imagine he is waiting until he knows. Even if it's not cancer, there is a possibility that they would need to remove that section of colon and place a colostomy. While of course this is better than cancer, I worry what this would do to my dad emotionally. He is very active and spends most of the summer in their cabin in the mountains. He lives in the lake. I just don't see him coping very well with a colostomy.
And then of course I worry not just about him or us but the kids. The boys are so attached to him it's crazy. Selfishly I worry what the possibilities would be like for the kids.
Anyway, please keep him in your thoughts. I am really anxious to hear these results.
They took multiple biopsies and we will get the pathology report back sometime next week. I am terrified that this is cancer. Every male in my father's family dies by the time they are 60 with some sort of GI cancer. My dad is 51.
So we sit and wait. My mom is going crazy with worry - she tends to be very anxious and manic anyway so this is sending her over the edge. My dad who is the total opposite has not real reaction just yet. I imagine he is waiting until he knows. Even if it's not cancer, there is a possibility that they would need to remove that section of colon and place a colostomy. While of course this is better than cancer, I worry what this would do to my dad emotionally. He is very active and spends most of the summer in their cabin in the mountains. He lives in the lake. I just don't see him coping very well with a colostomy.
And then of course I worry not just about him or us but the kids. The boys are so attached to him it's crazy. Selfishly I worry what the possibilities would be like for the kids.
Anyway, please keep him in your thoughts. I am really anxious to hear these results.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Post Shag
All three kids were looking rather shaggy. It had been awhile since they had their hair cut. After the party off we went. K got her bangs cut and hair trimmed, so not much of a change for her. S got a bunch of hair cut off, but it was mostly off the back so it isn't as noticeable. Mook had a bunch of hair taken off and sadly it made him look like a little boy. I need to hold onto that baby as long as I can!!
Pre Cut Shag from Last Week
Post Hair Cut (and Ridiculously Dirty)
Pre Cut Shag from Last Week
Post Hair Cut (and Ridiculously Dirty)
PARTY!!
We had a Birthday Party today. It was the 5th Birthday for R, who is S's 'girlfriend'. They hadn't seen eachother in quite sometime so it was cute to see them together again. S acted kind of weird at the beginning but settled in. One of the great things was it was held at the kids old gymnastics gym. It was so nice to come back and play, but also bittersweet since we all realized how much we missed it. On my list of priorities is to come up with money to do this again.
The kids had a great time. They got to play on all the 'cool' things including the big trampoline where they were harnessed and could 'fly' in the air. M had a good time too although much of it was spent running away from me.
The kids had a great time. They got to play on all the 'cool' things including the big trampoline where they were harnessed and could 'fly' in the air. M had a good time too although much of it was spent running away from me.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Intentional Defiance
Do you ever want to run out and do something just because someone tells you, or assumes you can't?
Okay, I know that sounds immature, but sometimes it's how I feel. Today I heard my grandparents talking. I don't even know what about, but something must have been mentioned about me having more kids and they responded "Oh gosh no, she won't have any more"
Really?
It was kind of a puzzling response because I have never, ever talked to them about any of my TTC plans. I never went to them before the twins nor M and I haven't once mentioned my intentions since M. I assume they said it because they are old fashioned and probably don't really understand why I've done what I've done to this point, but it still really rubbed me the wrong way. And of course they aren't the first person I have heard say this. I have heard my mom also declare my 'being done' even though I HAVE told her that I would like more.
Maybe they think if they tell me enough that I'm done, or convince me that I can't have another I will start to believe them and truly be done. Well, the immature child in me wants to go run out and get pregnant just to 'show them!'
Of course I would never do that. Am I done? I don't know. I might be. Everyone here knows I want more, but also knows that I have several requirements for that to happen, and they haven't yet. In a few years I may decide I am done, or I may be pregnant again, but the only ones who will play a part in that decision will be me, and the needs of the three children I have now. NO ONE ELSE.
Okay, I know that sounds immature, but sometimes it's how I feel. Today I heard my grandparents talking. I don't even know what about, but something must have been mentioned about me having more kids and they responded "Oh gosh no, she won't have any more"
Really?
It was kind of a puzzling response because I have never, ever talked to them about any of my TTC plans. I never went to them before the twins nor M and I haven't once mentioned my intentions since M. I assume they said it because they are old fashioned and probably don't really understand why I've done what I've done to this point, but it still really rubbed me the wrong way. And of course they aren't the first person I have heard say this. I have heard my mom also declare my 'being done' even though I HAVE told her that I would like more.
Maybe they think if they tell me enough that I'm done, or convince me that I can't have another I will start to believe them and truly be done. Well, the immature child in me wants to go run out and get pregnant just to 'show them!'
Of course I would never do that. Am I done? I don't know. I might be. Everyone here knows I want more, but also knows that I have several requirements for that to happen, and they haven't yet. In a few years I may decide I am done, or I may be pregnant again, but the only ones who will play a part in that decision will be me, and the needs of the three children I have now. NO ONE ELSE.
SCORE!!
A friend of mine was getting rid of her daughter's dollhouse and I jumped at the chance to take it. As you may recall I was a huge doll/barbie/baby fan as a child and I have always had dreams of living vicariously through K. This house may give me some of that.
I will say though, that I think I am more excited about it than K. K is odd when it comes to toys. She doesn't really play with them. She is more about physical play, dress up, interactive play. She rarely will sit and play with a toy. I was hoping this might change her a little, but I'm beginning to have my doubts.
I guess this was the best way to guage her interest. At least if she's not interested I'm not out the several hundred dollars this would have cost me new. I will keep it around for a few years and use it as a 'decoration' in her new room. Maybe one day she will change her mind, and if not, maybe I can sneak in there some days and play with it myself :0)
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