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For clarity

Those of you who might not have a clue what Peter is talking out, he called into a radio show today. Ian Beckles (NFL player) and Ron DIaz (long time radio personality) have a radio sports show and they are huge sponsors of the Children's Cancer Center.

Today they spotlighted a father's view of childhood cancer and there were some amazing talks with dads we know…Leo Astacio (Baby Leo), Mat Gliddon (Mathew) and Pete were all on today.

But what Pete is referring to is his slight flub when asked "How often does your daughter get chemo?"

His answer was "Every other week"

The correct answer would be daily.

He did his best and that didn't distract from the point being that cancer affects each family member differently, but there is no mistaking that it's impact is fierce and constant. I'm very proud of Pete for calling in and having his say, I'm sure he did a great job…I didn't get to hear it first hand because I was dealing with Alabama's insane state tax issues.

Pete definitely got his Britney moment today because I must have gotten 20 calls letting me know what he said!

f.r.o.G.
–Anissa

Public Retraction!!!

Have to steal some of Anissa’s thunder on this one because she said she’d hound me to no end.

For those of you who may have heard me on the Ron and Ian show, I’d like to point out that I am aware that my daughter gets chemo every day, I just got nervous and got to thinking about clinic trips.

What can I say….I’m an airhead sometimes.

Peter

It’s a long one!

We made it home safe and sound. 42.5% of our trip belongings are still sitting by the front door. I haven’t unpacked bags. The kids haven’t put away their toys.

The Wii is hooked up and functional, though! It’s all about having priorities.

Peyton proves she should have a Wii….not quite a full elbow-licking, but close enough.

All the usual suspects

Saturday’s trip seemed to take a lot longer than our trip up. It was probably a mixture of being tired and just ready to be off the road, the kids being ready to toss each other out the window and me having heard “Apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur…” ONE too many times!

Leaving Pete was hard, this was the first time Rachael didn’t burst into hysterical tears. She was very proud of herself and told me, “I really wanted to cry, but I was afraid I’d make daddy cry if I did.” Awwwwwww I did feel better about leaving him up there having met some of his friends, having gotten the chance to know that he’s surrounded by some really awesome people. I guess I worry a lot that he’s up there all alone, living in a barren house and spending all his time talking to the walls. He’s got friends, and they’re good ones!

I did give him a list of things to do in preparation for our return trips over the summer. He is to find a few more pieces of furniture, he is to equip the kitchen with the essentials to make more than ramen noodles, and he is to hang the pictures that he has of us.

Return trips over the summer….that may answer the questions of when we are planning to move. The big decision was made while up there. Taking into consideration a ton of issues, the kids and I will be staying in Florida for a while longer, hopefully making the move at the start of the new year. There are things in play that I am not at liberty to share yet, but they are good things and it is just a few more months.

We are planning a summer full of trips to Alabama. It should be interesting and we will have to branch out further than we did on this trip to keep busy. Within about 2 hours we’d seen and experienced most of what Valley had to offer, but we did make a quick trip into Auburn (one of our favorite nurses will be so happy to know that I got a great picture of Peyton on a tiger!) and that was a tease of civilization. Summer plans include a trip that will include a side trip to my sister’s in South Carolina, traveling to see what sorts of trouble we can get into in Atlanta and definitely a pit stop by Six Flags. With only a few more weeks of school left, we are anticipating a full and fun summer!

It’s so weird how far 12 months can take you. Last year at this time, we were deep in the midst of one of Peyton’s hardest rounds of chemo, we were planning for her radiation treatment, our biggest goal was to make it for our dream wish trip. Now a year later we are venturing out of our comfort zone, making real trips and trying to see what life can be like beyond the cancer bubble.

There were times, like finding out that a child had passed, realizing that we were somewhere else than Little Tales on Tuesday morning, that I felt so detached from what was going on. I talked to several friends and stayed up to date with websites and such, but it was hard to know that Sierra had gone into remission and I so badly wanted to be there to hug Mary Lynn and celebrate that news. It was just this feeling of “where am I?” These things, this life, these people have been such a huge part of our lives for the past 21 months, it felt strange to think about being up there and not a part of it any more. I know that when we get up here we will find that support we need, but I worry that I will lose part of my purpose up there. Not so deep in it, not so day to day with the families and the reality of it, I worry because I think I’ll lose that fire and passion for supporting and helping others. I know that for some, getting done with the treatment and moving out of the cancer life is all they want, and I so understand and respect that. I also think that God calls some to find a purpose and plan in it and make something of it. I don’t know what the something is, but I hope it comes clear soon.

So now we are back, gearing up for the bustling life we live. The kids head back to school tomorrow morning….at 8:15 I’ll be dropping the off and at 8:17 you’ll probably be able to hear my happy dance of joy and screams of delight. Seriously, we have enjoyed our spring break time together, but I am looking forward to some quiet again. It could be a very long summer.

We have big plans for this upcoming week.

Peyton has her clinic visit with Vincristine and the start of her 5 days of steroids. She had a rough time physically on this trip. I think that a big contributing factor was the inconsistency of our schedule, I’m pretty strict on our bedtimes and all that here, and up there it was just sheer chaos all day, every day. But she has been very tired, she’s been waking up at night with complaints that her back and legs ache, and she’s been flying through anti-nausea medication. She’s been constantly complaining that her stomach hurts, I can tell it’s not right because she isnt eating hardly anything. She eats very small amounts and she’ll tell me it tastes “YUCK!”. Just looking at her, I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d lost a little weight. I can usually tell when her issues are an attempt to get her way or a reason to get out of bed, but most of the complaints are happening durng the day and actually waking her up from a sound sleep. I’m eager to get in and get some good counts in my hands and just have my crazies all corralled back and put into the “It’s ok” box for a while longer.

We have family group night at the Center on Thursday. We have the Zach Tucker Golf Scramble to benefit the Giving Hope Through Faith foundation on Friday. We have the Mike Alstott Celebrity Softball game to benefit the Children’s Cancer Center on Saturday. Rachael’s going to a play with a friend Saturday night. Plus we have to squeeze in all that Wii time too!

Prayer requests:

Emily Lester passed on Saturday, April 5th. I didn’t know her well, I’d only met her family a couple of times. But through her website, through the words and stories from friends that we share, I’d heard about her amazing strength and perseverance, the love of her family, the way she impacted those around her. Her uncle posted the eulogy he gave at her service yesterday, it is humbling and inspiring and heartbreaking. I pray for the strength and comfort of the Lester family, that the knowledge that her battle with cancer is over and she is safely and wonderfully in the arms of the Lord gives them peace in their hearts.

I am just overjoyed to share that Sierra Kesler is in remission!! She is inpatient at the time being, her counts are very low, she is suffering through some very harsh side effects of the high dose chemo. Pray for this sweet girl to stay in remission, for her body to be strong through the treatments, for the strength, faith and comfort of her family.

Mathew Gliddon and his family are still at home, dealing with so many issues, but positively and faithfully greeting each day as a blessing. Just keep this precious family in prayer for many treasured days and for Mathew to be comfortable and happy.

Jimmy Reichert is inpatient for a blood infection. His counts are very low, his body is taking a serious beating from the high dose chemo he’s undergoing. There was happy news that he is remission again and that his sister Lindsay is a bone marrow match for him. I read a post on his website that his sisters wrote and it was just a few lines but said so much. It said that they were bored, Jimmy was so sick they couldn’t go to the hospital to together, that Lindsay was scared about being a marrow donor and that LIFE SUCKS. Well, she pretty much nailed that one on the head.

Mandy Willis is a newly diagnosed 7 year old that lives near us in Brandon. She has a condition called Neurofibrmytosis (Did I get that spelled right, Natalie?) and it has led her to developing tumors in her brain. She has an Optic Glioma that is treatable with chemo, but she has several other tumors in dangerous spots that are critical because of location. There is little that they know about treatment for these tumors and I just ask for tons of prayers for this family. They need encouragement, strength to handle the every day life they’ve been handed, and faith that God has his hands wrapped around Mandy.

Please just say some wonderfully large blanket prayer. You don’t have to name each child, God knows. But these kids fighting the battle, the brothers and sisters who suffer on the sidelines, the parents who cry the tears of frustration, anger and pain for their child, we all need your constant and faithful prayers.

f.r.o.G…fully relying on God
—Anissa

On the road again

The kids and I are packing up to head back home to Florida. I can't wait to download some pictures and get them up, but I have a feeling that this day is going to suck the life right out of me.

I have yet to figure out why everyone gets so excited about vacations, or maybe I'm just not doing them right.

Doing dishes? Yes

Doing laundry? Yes

Making dinner? Mostly

Still wrangling kids? Yes

How am I vacationing?

But we have had an amazing time with Pete, we've had a lot of fun this week making new friends and finally some decisions were made about the move…but I'll post more about that later….do you love the suspense?

Pray for safe travels for us today.

f.r.o.G….fully relying on God
–Anissa

Guess what’s coming for dinner

I love the irony that we drove from Florida to Alabama so that the kids could go swimming indoors! Pete took the kids to the pool while I enjoyed a quiet hour by myself with nothing more to do that listen to the washing machine run and lay in bed with a book…it was heavenly. He promptly lured Peyton into a nap, which the two of them took with full snoring glory.

Yesterday we were invited to dinner at Mike and Stacy’s house. Mike works with Peter, Stacy is his wife and they have two children, Ally and Carter. We were joined by another of Peter’s coworkers, Pat, his wife Caroline and their teenage son Sean. Mike and Stacy live in a beautiful home, and Mike hit the grill to cook up dinner for all of us. Our three kids met their two kids and shot off for directions unknown. Carter is a year younger than Nathaniel, and has a room that was perfection as far as he was concerned “He had guns and an Xbox, a laptop and all kinds of stuff!” Carter could have been bunking down in a moldy sleeping bag wedged into a tub filled with acid and it wouldn’t have changed Nathaniel’s opinion that Carter has the ultimate GUY room. Ally is 5, perfectly between Rachael and Peyton. She and Rachael ran all night, including Peyton at times, but the two older girls seemed to hit it off better.

There was the most surreal happening. I’m facing the house, away from the swingset and I see the men all stand up and start pointing beyond me. I turned to see what they’re looking at, and around the corner of the shed in the back yard comes a raccoon….it’s headed at a meandering pace towards the swingset where the three girls are happily playing, completely ignorant of their impending roles in “When good raccoons go bad”.

Stacy yells, “The kids!”

Mike and Pat take off towards the raccoon and chase it away from where the girls are still totally unaware of how close they are to rabies shots. The raccoon shoots around the shed and heads straight the other way….that would be towards the picnic table….where I’m sitting.

I yell, “Forget the kids, protect the moms!”, and take off around the table to the porch, where I’m trying to decide how fast I can run and get into the truck and shut out all the crazy wildlife.

So now the raccoon is boogying its way around the house, I’m thinking “out of sight, out of mind”…but apparently that’s not how we roll GA-style. I see Mike come out of his house with a .22 with a scope on it! Oh, IT IS ON.

Now at the front of the house, Peter and myself, Stacy and Caroline are standing in the yard, watching Mike, Pat and Sean take off for the wooded area they last saw the raccoon.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang, again!

Stacy says, “Maybe Mike should give Pat the gun.”

Bang some more!

I say, “If Pat and Sean don’t come back with Mike, we’re all in big trouble.”

Bang!

Pete starts to take off to see what’s going on. I’m wondering if now is the time to head out to check out what’s the deal with the banging of the gun. I’m also wondering why 5 shots have gone off and there hasn’t been a single window opened, door cracked or person screaming, “I’m calling the cops!”

This was my first ever shoot-your-own-entrée dinner.

f.r.o.G…fully relying on God
–Anissa