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Early Easter egg hunt

A story I forgot to tell, but HAD to share!

On Tuesday Peyton and I went to the Children’s Cancer Center for the Lil Tales play group for preschool age cancer kids. They provided all sorts of Easter goodies for them, candy, paint, coloring for eggs and sweet baskets.

Peyton went to Grandma’s house with 9 hard-boiled eggs that she had colored while there and she was really proud of those eggs. Grandma dropped her off at home with 9 hard-boiled eggs and then we promptly forgot about them. Yesterday I saw the carton sitting in the bookshelf and freaked out, I had forgotten to put them in the fridge!

I figured that they could be salvaged by putting them in, show them to her on Easter and then pitch them in the trash.

When I picked up the carton…it was empty.

The eggs were gone.

“Peyton, where are the colored eggs?”

“I hid them!”

“Where?” (slight panic setting in at this point)

“I don’t remember.”

This is not good. Since I refused to play a game of “Wait and follow the rank smell”, we walked around the house and found eggs in laundry hampers, a bathroom, in a bed, in the kitchen and various other places throughout the house. She’d done a mean job of really spreading them out.

9 eggs hidden…9 eggs found. A more desperate egg hunt has never been performed.

f.r.o.G…fully relying on God
—Anissa

Contact Me issues

For anyone who has ever tried to contact us through the "contact" links, I apologize!! There was a snafu and we weren't getting any of those messages. We weren't being intentially rude…as per usual, I guess…we were being unintentionally rude….which is better, right?

It wasn't until I changed something in the settings and actually GOT a message that I realized I mighta shoulda coulda been getting messages from people that I haven't been answering.

Ummm….sorry?!

So feel free to officially and successfully CONTACT US! whoo hoo

f.r.o.G…fully relying on God
—-Anissa

I guess the Great Pumpkin is out of the question!

So, we’re sitting at the clinic, waiting for a room to open up so Peyton can get her port accessed and her medication, and she’s having a great time doing crafts with Diane and Sarah from the Children’s Cancer Center.

In storms 1000 Nazis bearing machine guns and rabid boa constrictors, oozing acid from their pores and blazing fire from their nostrils, they are screaming threats to steal all the kids’ toys and run over their favorite teddy bears with tanks!!

Not really.

It was just an Easter Bunny.


Before the BUNNY

But from the expression on Peyton’s face and the way she scrambled up my body like a monkey and held on for dear life, you would have thought it was totally the Nazi scenario. Her mind shut down and went into complete panic mode in a way saved for airplane crashes, it was quite amusing.


This was just nanoseconds before she attempted to crawl back into the womb as a safety measure from that mean old bunny!

“I don’t love that Easter Bunny!”

It got so bad that when she saw that the BUNNY, and in her mind that word was truly said in all caps, she wouldn’t even leave the treatment room to walk down the hallway to the playroom.

Forget the needle in her chest. Forget the toxic medications they put in her body. That bunny was the worst part of her day!

I did get some disturbing news from the doc today. Peyton normally skips a lot, she just flounces around and I didn’t notice a change in the way she walks. She’s been complaining of leg pain, of which we’d made sure that the clinic was aware. It is a complaint that she sometimes uses to stay up late or to get attention, but it’s also something that seriously causes her to be unable to sleep well. It’s usually at night when she’s trying to sleep that we hear the most complaint, or she tosses and turns from the pain. The doctor today noticed that Peyton has a limp!

A limp! I didn’t see that until she made Peyton walk slowly in front of us and I watched her closely. It’s not a pronounced limp, but I definitely saw it. She favors her right side, and she is sort of walking on the outside of her feet.

Unfortunately, one of the medications that Peyton has gotten since the start of treatment and on a regular basis through each phase of her treatment is called Vincristine. Up until this point, the worst side effects of the Vincristine have been hair loss, constipation, she can’t sleep well and…this is a weird one…she smells funny. But a rarer side effect and one that is caused by either large doses or sustained use, which she has both, is that it causes peripheral neuropathy….again with the new vocabulary words, there will be a test!

This means that she could have some sort of nerve damage, and because she’s 3 she can’t really tell us much about it. It manifests with tingling in the fingers and toes and causes weakness, pain and clumsiness. The doctor tested her reflexes in the office and we were concerned to see that when they banged on her knees…both knees, tops and bottoms of the knees….there was no response. She didn’t flinch, her feet showed no movement at all.

Sooooo, if she is still limping and complaining of leg pain, the doctor is planning to stop her Vincristine treatment indefinitely. We already had to hold her Methotrexate treatment today because her counts were too low. We’ve had a pretty easy trip through Chemotherapy-land, she’s done well and handled medications like a trooper. This last 6 weeks with bad counts and now this new leg thing, we’re really getting a dose of the crappy side of cancer treatment. I’m just praying that stopping her Vincristine will allow her body to heal the damage done from the Vincristine, everything I’ve read on it says that after stopping the treatment the side effects will go away and the doctor told me that it shouldn’t be a permanent problem.


Sarah, our Children's Cancer Center friend


Cindy, one of our all time favorite nurses!


Kyleen, the most amazing child life specialist ever


Shawn, one of our sweetest clinic friends

My personal Relay project of making pictures of cancer kids into magazine covers in the style of Child magazine is going really well. I’m getting such an overwhelming positive response from parents in getting me pictures and information on their children and how happy they are that we are working to raise awareness about pediatric cancer. The finished projects themselves are beautiful because of the outstanding bravery and courage of the faces shown. Check them out at the new link “Relay Magazine Covers”, I’m updating it as I finish new projects, so peek in on it often. It’s such an honor to work with these families in getting their stories out there in the little way I can.

Keep Adelaine in your prayers, she will be having surgery soon to have tubes put in her ears to relieve her reoccurring ear infections. She’s been admitted to All Children’s frequently due to these ear infections, she’s had a lot of pain and it’s caused a severe bacterial infection at one point. We are praying that this procedure will relieve all that for her.

Tomorrow our family is going to the Children’s Cancer Center for their family oncology support group. They will have a dinner and then the parents have grown up time (can we all say YEAHHH!!!) and the kids have an Easter party with crafts and games. It should be a fun time for us all and I’m so looking forward to seeing all the great people of the CCC.

f.r.o.G…fully relying on God
—Anissa

Check it out!

There's a new link on the right to the Relay Magazine Covers. Our Relay theme is "Subscribe to a Cure" and each team picks a magazine to use as a theme for decorating their site. I picked CHILD magazine for Team Peyton, of course!

I'm going to make lots of magazine covers of these brave kids, we're going to display them all over our site tent to help raise awareness of pediatric cancers and put beautiful faces to the terrible diseases.

Please check out these kids as I add new ones in the countdown to Relay!

Keep this endevor in your prayers, that our work will be rewarded with success and an uplifting day that shows God's glory to all those around us.

Also, Wednesday is a chemo day for Peyton, so let's keep our prayers going that her counts are going to be moving in the right direction this time. She will be having an Easter party at the clinic, I can't wait to see if she has a "Thunder-bug"-I-hate-all-6-feet-tall-furry-walking-creatures-bearing-candy-or-not moment. For a half-Asian child, her eyes get pretty darn wide whenever she sees one!

f.r.o.G…fully relying on God

The unknown and unexpected

I’ve gotten fairly used to hearing Peyton complain that something or other hurts, fake crying for no other reason than she’s bored or tired and then I’ve also treated boo-boos, rashes, ouchies and the really bad pains that require a healthy dose of benadryl (as our nurse says, benadryl treats everything from aches and pains to allergic reactions and insomnia in cancer kids). But today was a new one. Peyton was writhing around, crying and wailing with an intensity that could only mean serious pain. I couldn’t see any blood, I didn’t hear her fall or bang anything, so there was really no clue to what was wrong.

“My teeth are stuck together!”

As if life with cancer isn’t enough to deal with, Peyton found out that certain brands of taffy work as the equivalent of superglue! When she finally worked through it and grinned up at me with blue gunk wedged in her teeth, just a cavity-inducing mass of sugar-cement, I had to laugh….even in the face of her distress. Because that’s the kind of parent I am.

I have decided that I’m not allowing another single toy to leave this house….ever…because every toy I ever enjoyed as a child has suddenly become cool again. Strawberry Shortcake, Care Bears, Cabbage Patch Dolls, Holly Hobbie….and I’m a little ashamed to admit it….I have to agree with Pete that the new Transformer movie looks pretty darn cool.

I am still collecting mad donations from businesses for the Relay for Life auction we’re going to hold. I sure hope there are enough people to warrant the amount of stuff I’ve pulled in….if not, my team may be eating out free for quite a while! You all missed a precious moment when Peyton and Judy, the manager of our local Publix, sat on the floor of the store in front of all the customers and counted out pennies into a mason jar together. Judy has been wonderful to my family, making sure there are always an extra special cookie at the bakery, balloons that will match Peyton’s outfit….spoiling the kid rotten for any other grocery store…..method to her madness, huh? She’s a wonderful lady and is already committed to participating in our team next year.

Today I was truly reminded that if I ever thought I could understand life, I was so mistaken. I shouldn’t even try. I got an email from a friend last week asking me pray for a special couple. Chad and Kelly are in love and then Chad is diagnosed with ALS, (Lou Gehrig’s disease), terminal and give 6 months to live. Chad and Kelly decided to hurry and get married so they could celebrate a wedding together before he was taken by God. They were scheduled to get married this coming Saturday and last night Chad went into the hospital. This morning he died. 6 days short of being able to marry the woman he loved. 7 days into the 6 months the doctors gave him to live. I am praying for peace and comfort for Chad’s family, for them to see the plan of God’s will, which can be hard to grasp and harder to accept. I’m praying that Kelly finds comfort in knowing that Chad is pain-free, in the arms of the Lord, and that one day they will be united there.


Lisa was blessed to take this picture of Kelly and Chad on Sunday, just hours before Chad was taken. Let's treasure every moment, only the Lord knows how many we have.

f.r.o.G…fully relying on God
—Anissa