Wish recapped!

Less than 24 hours prior to her big trip, Delaney had to go in for her transfusion where they realized she had a fever of almost 101 degrees. As we all know, a little fever isn’t going to stop Delaney from a trip of a lifetime. She showed that by jumping up and down at 5 the next morning while yelling, “the lim-bo is here, the lim-bo is here!” Delaney was back to her normal silly self, the limo had arrived to take us to the airport, and we were ready to begin her Make a Wish trip.

Before making her official wish a Disney Cruise she went back and forth between that and Disney World. My wife and I were concerned about her being physically able to do multiple days of the Disney parks. We were glad she ended up choosing the cruise, but wanted her to be able to experience at least a day of Disney World so we got Make A Wish’s permission to take her to Disney World on our own. That was the plan, we just had no idea how awesome the whole trip would turn out to be.
The trip started with giggles and they continued throughout. Delaney and her sisters were giggling with the excitement of being in the limo, Delaney was giggling at her photo-bombing skills, and there was a point on the plane where I almost hushed her because she was laughing so loudly. I stopped myself before doing so as I realized that the hearty laughter of this little girl fighting cancer was bringing joy to anyone within ear shot… which was pretty much the entire plane.

We arrived in Florida and headed to Disney’s Art of Animation hotel which was perfect for Delaney. Our little tomboy isn’t into all the Disney princesses, but she loves the movie, “Cars”. She was thrilled to get to sleep in a Tow Mater bed that folded down from the wall and take pictures with the various characters from the movie. We meandered over to Downtown Disney and ate at a restaurant with dinosaurs before exhaustion caught up with Delaney and we needed to get her back to the hotel to spend some time with Tow Mater.
The next day had us up and early and off to experience the wonders of Disney. We were surprised to find that our little girl who had never been on a roller coaster or scary ride, now had the new favorite rides of The Tower of Terror and Aerosmith’s Rockin’ Roller Coaster. Yikes! Both very scary but tons of fun! We weren’t sure how she was going to do on the Tower of Terror until there was a part of the ride that drops you from what seems like a mile up. While I was busy soiling myself, I looked over to see if Delaney was okay and heard her yell at the top of her lungs, “THIS IS AWWWWESOMMMMME!!!”
My wife had to go over to Guest Relations to convert two of our tickets to Park Hopper passes and got to talking to the very nice folks that worked there. The topic of why we were out there came up, and one of them asked if we had already bought tickets for the next day. We hadn’t because we weren’t sure if she was going to be feeling well enough. He said, “Well, if she is, I hooked you guys up with a discount in case you decide to come back.” Me being my “Ebenezer/ Penny Pinching/ Not Wanting to Mortgage my House” self thought that even with a discount we weren’t going to be able to afford another day but was very grateful for the gesture AND the fact that he gave Delaney a Mickey wizard hat and a picture autographed by all of the Disney princesses. We were amazed at their generosity!

Speaking of generosity, the “discount” he hooked us up with was significant enough where even old Ebenezer couldn’t argue with another fun day at the park. Delaney was exhausted to the point of me having to carry her on my shoulders from ride to ride it may have been from just having a blast. And to think, all of this fun was even before her officially began!
On Sunday we got on the Disney Express bus to take us to our cruise ship, the Disney Dream. As we were approaching we could see the ship in the distance. It was enormous!

We were able to get right on the ship and start exploring. Three pools, a water slide, walk up any time ice cream, every Disney character, and even a detective agency just for kids… does it get any better than that? Delaney wasted no time getting all classy by wearing her new Mickey bow tie to dinner the first night. She was happy to show it off as well as her dance moves as she got up and cut the rug with a waiter at our very first dinner.

We woke up the next morning in the Bahamas where a dolphin adventure awaited. Part of Make a Wish’s goal is to allow the child with the illness to be able to have so much fun that they at least temporarily forget their illness. That was definitely achieved as Delaney and her sisters got in the water with the dolphin, got to dance with it, give it hugs and kisses, and laughing as it kept going back to their Mom for a kiss. That was a day that we’ll never forget.

That night Delaney broke out the big guns: Make A Wish included her wish to wear a tuxedo on the cruise and Delaney couldn’t wait to put it on. With her brand new tuxedo AND top hat, Delaney was getting compliments of “You’re the best dressed person on the entire ship!” She was loving it!

The next day included snorkeling, petting sting rays, a water slide on Disney’s private island, and a private party with Mickey Mouse.

We also met with the Make a Wish representative on the ship who was able to hook up Delaney with her own time to go on the ship’s water slide.

I wasn’t sure if Delaney would like seeing the different costumed characters, but she loved it! In fact, for her, one of the highlights of the trip was when she saw Donald Duck who was also wearing his tuxedo. He grabbed Delaney’s top hat and it on for a pic.


I feel like I am failing miserably in doing Make a Wish justice with this blog post and I know we’ll never be able to thank all of the generous people who helped make this trip of a lifetime possible, so I’ll just say thank you and end this with some fun Delaney photos from our trip.

Photo-bombing her sisters (again)

Arrr matey- Twin pirates with Dad


Just hangin’ with Pluto

Looking snazzy with big sis Emily


Just because it isn’t formal night doesn’t mean I can’t wear a bow tie!

I Love Make A Wish!!!!


What a day!!!

      With Delaney being the  honored hero for this year’s Leukemia and Lymphoma’s Light the Night Campaign, we were asked to speak at an event today.    It wasn’t just any event though, it was a recruiting event at a company called Terumo BCT who has raised over $100,000 a year for LLS for each of the past two years.  The company actually makes medical supplies including the bags that hold blood and protect it from contamination. Most importantly,  they do their jobs with the patient who might be using their product in mind.  So much so, that all the employees had a picture of two cancer survivors on their employee badges.  Talk about a company living its mission!
        We did our speech (with Delaney being the star) and then met a lot of really nice people.  Delaney was having a blast especially because one of those nice folks let her fire up this sweet motorcycle:


      So if you are a seven year old girl and almost accidentally get to perform your best Evel Kneivel impression on a crowd of unsuspecting fundraisers,  how does your day get any better than that?  Well… a couple of angels from Make A Wish could show up with a giant cookie cake and balloons


And then they could give you a Mickey Mouse bowtie


And a really cool top hat


That you’ll need to wear with your NEW TUXEDO


When you get to go on your Disney Cruise thanks to so many people who donate so generously to Make A Wish. 

Thank you all for bringing a smile to this little silly goofball’s face (okay…these three goofballs’ faces)!


Cows (and cool kids) for joy!!!

Delaney has been quite the rockstar the past couple of weeks. Well… a star anyway. She got to be the student of the week for her classroom. She got to make a poster about her family, favorite things, and what super power she would want to have (I’ll tell you so you can get some sleep tonight: shapeshifting). My wife and I love how whenever she gets these opportunities to talk about herself, she’ll tell people about her three sisters, her dog, and even her two guinea pigs, but never about cancer or being sick. As part of the Student of the Week fun all of her classmates wrote notes to her and the teacher put them in a little book for her.</




Here is a sampling:

Dear Delaney,

You are funny. You are nice. You are fun.

From, Dakota.

Dear Delaney,

You are a great frend.

You are sweep to peple and I love your posetr.

From Hans.

Dear Delaney,

You are Kool and I tenk you aer spesrol.

(this one had the star colored in and the words “smell this”—what are these little hoodlums into anyway???)

Dear Delaney,

You are a very good friend. You are very nice. Your poster and book, casts, and Trindan Halliday gloves were very cool! Your awesome Delaney! (with a pic of a cow saying “moo”).</
I like this one too with 5 cows added and the words, “Cows for joy!”


There were actually lots of cows and lots of love from these little first graders.

Speaking of cool kids, one of Delaney’s very best friends came to Friday’s chemo appointment. They were so excited as her little buddy Sawyer got to experience it with her. They weighed Delaney then weighed Sawyer. Measured Delaney then measured Sawyer. Gave Delaney chemo, then gave Sawyer chemo. Okay not really, but you get the idea. As I watched the two of them laughing and goofing and having so much fun at her appointment to get chemotherapy, it made me realize that life is what you make it. Why NOT have fun? As my buddy Willy Shakespeare says all the time, “There is nothing good or bad but thinking makes it so.” Once again Delaney is helping me learn the valuable lesson of perspective. Cows for joy!!!
Here is a pic of the little goofballs:

Faith restored!

     Have you ever had one of those weeks?  You know the ones where your job could be going better, your relationships could be stronger, and you’re angry at God and just about everyone else because you’re just down in the dumps?  Well, I was having one of those weeks a couple of weeks ago.  By the time Friday evening rolled around, I just wanted to put on some cozy PJ’s, curl up in a the fetal position, and cry for my Mommy.  Okay, not really, but as work was piling up and I was already exhausted, I wasn’t really looking forward to the Spring Carnival at our kids’ school.  The only reason that I was going was because Delaney was beyond excited to go and the only way my week could get any worse was if I let my daughter down in something that she was really looking forward to. 

      As we entered the Spring Carnival, I couldn’t but notice all the usual fun stuff: bounce houses, dunk tank, games, girl dressed as a cookie holding a sign that has my daughter’s name and pictures of mustaches on it.  Wait… what was that?  The elementary school had already blessed us last year with the stache station.  Maybe there was a mistake?  A couple of steps later I realized that it wasn’t a mistake as there was the culprit: there stood young Jackson (aka The. Sweetest Kid. EVER.), “Hi Mr. Stafford!”  He was selling cookies and donating all proceeds to help support Delaney.  Really it was more than just Jackson as there were probably about five different kids and just as many adults.  What I found out was that Jackson took it upon himself to approach the PTO of the elementary school he no longer attends and ask their permission.  Not only did they give him permission, they rallied behind the idea and about 5-6 different families joined Jackson’s family in baking cookies to be sold.  Somehow this was all kept a surprise from us until the carnival… maybe things really weren’t that bad afterall. 

      Not even 24 hours later, I got a message on Delaney’s Facebook page from a woman that I don’t know if I have ever even met.  Her daughter and friend wanted to do something for Delaney.  They went and bought all the supplies for a lemonade stand and set it up all on their own, and then spent almost the entire day selling lemonade.  These sweet kids just took it upon themselves to do whatever they could to help.  How awesome is that???  Keep in mind that it has been over a year since Delaney was diagnosed.  With video games these days are today’s kids supposed to have attention spans that last a few seconds (who am I kidding… Squirrel!)? Young Jackson, his sister Lauren, Maizie, and Ally are restoring my faith in humanity. 

      As for Delaney, she is doing great!  She is still getting her monthly infusion of blood products and it seems to be working for her.  We actually had a rarity last week where two of her sisters were home sick with a cold and “sick” Delaney was feeling so well that she couldn’t wait to get to school.  Assuming her counts are good on Thursday, she’ll be getting more chemo in her port this Friday.

      Lastly,  we found out that Delaney was chosen as the Honored Hero for the Denver area Light the Night Campaign for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.  If you have never heard or done one of these, they are a ton of fun.  Come join us on October 2nd as we walk around Wash Park in an almost festival type setting with everyone getting a light to carry around with them to symbolize the hope of putting an end to leukemia and lymphoma.    If you want to donate to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society or want more information on the event, please see the link below:


There goes this soccer season!

It’s been quite the month!  We’ve had good, bad, and I somehow got more ugly. ” Impossible,” you say?  Well you are correct.  But about a month ago, I decided that I needed to go bald for a great cause again, and some very cool stuff happened.   I signed up for St. Baldrick’s  annual event where you shave your head while raising awareness and money for childhood cancer.  Because I already blogged about it, I won’t go into full detail, but I just wanted to include a brief update.

       We arrived just in time to see my 13 year old daughter’s orthodontist shave his head in honor of Delaney and other kids battling cancer.  Before we knew it, our own team was showing up and the real fun was about to begin.  Just over a year after they were both diagnosed with Leukemia, Delaney and Luca finally got to meet each other.  I also got to finally meet Luca’s dad, Pete, for the first time and see her mom Molly again.  We were amazed that it had been a year since our fateful meeting and couldn’t help but think about  how much our daughters had been through in that time.  Here is a pic of Luca and Delaney (who both had been bald but now have hair again) with me and Pete (who both had hair and were now bald):  

One of the members on our team, Brian, had almost his entire family join in (I say, “almost” because his  wife Kerri wimped out. JK… love you Kerri!).  However, both his son Jake AND his daughter Hailee shaved their heads.  Whereas someone’s first response could have been, “a girl shaving her head?” Hailee’s response was, “for kids with cancer? Yes!”  Where this really got interesting was right after Hailee shaved her head in show of support for our Delaney, another girl of about the same age shaved her head for her friend Delaney.  The only difference was that little girl got banned from her school because her new bald head violated the school's dress code policy.  Of course this made news, both local and national, that a girl who shaved her head for her friend Delaney with cancer.  It was a different Delaney, but we started getting calls to the affect of, "I saw your daughter on the news."  Anyway, thanks to that little girl that shaved her head for that Delaney, Hailee and Jake who shaved their heads for our Delaney,  to those that donated, and everyone else that showed their support and helped make us the Number 1 team at the event that day (raising over $2,000 for St. Baldrick’s).

From Bald to… Worst. Dad. Ever.

      Last Saturday was one of those Colorado days where God himself seemed to scream, “Get out and enjoy this beautiful day I have made!!!!”  So we did.  Delaney and I played some baseball.  Let me tell you, that little goofball has got an arm on her and I am really hoping to get her to try softball this year.  Anyway, we took a break from baseball for the sweet sound of the ice cream man’s truck. When we adjourned, we swapped baseball for the trampoline.
“Hey chubs, see if you can bounce me so high that you break my ankle!” is what I could swear that I heard when she actually said, “bounce me daddy!” Yeah… Long story short, Delaney is sporting a pretty cool cast after her fun on the trampoline with dear old dad. Before you file a CPS report, the doctor explained that the steroids she has to take make her neutropenic which makes her bones brittle. The fear is that if there is any damage done to her growth plate that it could stunt her growth and that being neutropenic would delay any recovery. So of course, all of this is really slowing Delaney down… yeah right! When her mom took her back to school that day, she was so excited to show her friends her new cast that she ran into her classroom. Neutropenic brittle bones or not, there is no slowing Delaney down!

4 weeks and 4 baldies

      Delaney is fresh off her first full week of school in the past 5 weeks!  After missing four weeks of school and having cold-like symptoms for over three months, her doctor did some additional scans on her.  He showed us the scan of her nasal cavity and being the doctor that I am NOT, I identified the problem right away, “Aha! That little black dot right there is probably the problem!”  Delaney’s doctor was kind enough to confirm my errant conclusion, “Yep, that’s it, but it isn’t because what you think.”  Apparently the whole scan should have been black.  Delaney’s scan showed one little black dot on one side, and no black at all on the other.  So what it meant was that her nasal cavity was 100% blocked on one side and about 95% on the other.  So besides this preventing her from being able to fight anything, there was a slight fear that it could go to the brain because of its proximity to the nasal cavity.  Long story short, Delaney is now getting IVIG (basically blood or more specifically a plasma product) transfusions once a month.  As much as it isn’t fun for her, it did help her get well enough to go back to school!

       On a different note, a little less than a week ago I signed up to do St. Baldrick’s again.  If you aren’t familiar with it, St. Baldrick’s is a fantastic charity that directly benefits childhood cancer.  They have raised millions and millions of dollars and given it back to the medical community in grants to research the cure and treatments of childhood cancers.  Participants shave their heads to help raise awareness and money for St. Baldrick’s.  So as of tomorrow, I’ll be sporting a buzz again… but that isn’t the exciting part.

        A couple of days after I signed up, a very nice guy that I work with (yet barely even know), said that he would also join Team Delaney: “Cancer Can Kiss my Stache!”  A couple of days after that, a guy that I have met once said that he would also join moving us up to 3 baldies.  My sister was then kind enough to sign up as a donor and a volunteer, but too much of a sissy to shave her head.  However, my wife got a call the other day from Luca’s mom, Molly.  If you don’t remember Luka, she was diagnosed with leukemia only a few days after Delaney (you can read the first post from when we met Luca by clicking here – and I’ll apologize for my first impression of Delaney’s doctor who turned out to be wonderful — I feel like such an idiot when I re-read that part) .  We learned the ropes of Children’s Hospital together while we learned about the terrible disease our daughters were just diagnosed with.  Anyway, Molly called because she saw our post on Facebook that I was doing St. Baldrick’s again, and said that her husband Pete was going to come join us!!!  So I have officially changed our St. Baldrick’s team name to Team Delaney AND Luca: “Cancer can Kiss my Stache!”

     That brings us to 4 Baldies tomorrow and more importantly over $1100 raised for St. Baldrick’s in their fight to make sure that no parents ever need to hear, “We’re sorry to tell you this, but your child has cancer.”

Thank you so much to all the people that have already donated to St. Baldrick’s.  If you would like to join them, you can do so by using this link:  http://www.stbaldricks.org/teams/CancerCanKissMyStache 

Childhood Cancer: A year in review

One year ago today. There are parts of that day that I can remember like it was yesterday. More than anything, I remember feeling helpless as a father and as a husband. My wife had just received the call that we had been waiting for that would let us know our daughter Delaney’s lab results. A little swelling below the ear couldn’t be serious, right? I watched anxiously as she moved from the kitchen to the study to take the call away from the kids. I held my breath as my wife tried to keep her composure while listening to our primary doctor. With one last “okay, thank you” she hung up and then told me that we needed to immediately get Delaney to the emergency room where they had a room waiting for us. As our doctor said, “Now is the time to call on any support you might have as we think your daughter has a type of blood cancer called leukemia.” The world briefly stopped while my wife and I collapsed into each other. We just held each other and cried. I was quickly a scared man who was powerless to protect his own family.

~~~Here is a pic that was taken just a few months before her diagnosis:

In the beginning, the not knowing was the worst. Will she be okay during the surgery to put a port into her chest? What about during her first chemotherapy treatment? What type of leukemia does she have? Are you sure she is even sick? What is the survival rate? What are the chances of our daughter… not surviving? When will we be able to leave the hospital? When, if ever, will our lives get back to “normal”? Are we going to be able to care for her at home? When will her hair start falling out? Will she be able to finish up kindergarten with her friends at school? How will we be able to continue working?

~~~Smiling during her very first dose of chemo

It was tough. Eventually we got answers to most of our questions. It was still the uncertainty that ate at me. I remember putting on a brave face when having to face people for the first time because I knew that I was going to have to talk about it. When I returned to work, I purposely wore a hooded jacket. There were times when all I could do was sit at my desk and weep like a baby. I tried unsuccessfully to distract myself with my work. When it got too bad, I would put on my hood to block my face so others wouldn’t know. I know one of my co-workers knew but his father had his own battle with cancer so he could at least kind of empathize with me.

~~~It may have been tough, but this little stud is tougher!

There were a couple of things that helped us overcome the tough times. The first was Delaney herself. When we sat there in shock listening to a doctor describe the different effects of the medicine they were going to give her or what procedures they were going to perform on her, her only question was, “When you are done can I wake up with a mustache?”

~~~Ahhh… the silly mustache. Who knew that it would inspire the “Cancer can kiss my stache!” movement?

But more than that, was the overwhelming kindness, love, and support. It came (and still comes) from family, friends, co-workers, churches, entire schools, complete strangers, and just about every place imaginable. Just this past Sunday our doorbell rang. There stood the sweet neighbohood boy with his familiar bag of cookies and the money he made from selling them door to door. It has been a year and this boy still goes door to door to raise money to give to Delaney! Seriously if anyone knows of an award that we can nominate him for or some other way we could publicly recognize him, please let us know. My wife and I probably shed more tears from just being amazed over, and over, and over again at people’s kindness than we have with the actual cancer. Okay, maybe not… but it feels like it.

~~~Elated by the kindness of our friends at the Littleton Fire Department as she gets to ride in the fire truck

As for Delaney, she just took it all in stride like the little trooper she is. Back to the doctor’s office? Okay. I’ve got to get treatment today? Do you think the nurses will sing “Dynamite” to me? My hair will start to fall out? Maybe I can get a cool Bronco’s hat! Sure she got sick of the pokes, the treatments, not being able to participate in so many fun things because her counts were too low or she wasn’t feeling well enough, and all the other junk that goes along with childhood cancer, but there were very, very few times she really let it get to her. I can probably count on one hand how many times she ever felt sorry for herself.

~~~Proving that bald really is beautiful!

Of course, the one time that she really let it get to her broke my heart so much that I probably will never forget it. It was April 26th of last year (okay… I’ll admit that I only remember the date because it was our anniversary). Delaney had the moon face thanks to the steroids she was taking. Her once skinny little 40 lb. frame had gained 10 lbs. in just over a month. It looked like it was all in her cheeks, but by no means was it a cute “chubby cheek” type of thing. She didn’t feel well, and the steroids were running rampant on her emotions, and she just lost it. “Why mommy? Why? I just want to be beautiful and feel like the other little girls,” she cried. Besides trying to reassure her that she IS beautiful, what do you say?

~~~She may have had “moon face,” but she will always be beautiful!

There were other things that may have bugged her, but really bugged my wife and me. The kids at school, not necessarily being mean, but just being kids, asking her why she is trying to use the girl’s bathroom. The little girl at church trying to argue with the teacher when he announced that another girl was joining the class. Of course, it doesn’t help that our daughter is such a little tomboy. I was asked not too long ago if it bugged us, why not dress her up in pink so people would know she is a girl? Most of you are parents, think about it for yourself. Do you want your kids to be themselves or pretend to be something they are not to please others? We want all of our kids to have the courage to be themselves. So we would never force our daughter, who answers the nurses question of “Do you have any allergies?” with “Yes. The color pink” to pretend to be something she is not. Would being decked out in a pink pretty dress with a big bow on her head help people recognize that she is a girl? Probably. And then Delaney is no longer her silly quarky blue loving, bow tie wearing, what little hair I have I am going to put into a mohawk, mustached self and cancer wins… and that will NEVER happen!

~~~Hmmm… maybe if she wore a nice Justin Beaver wig people could tell she is a girl. Doesn’t she look excited by this?

At one point I was hoping to put our whole Non-Adventure into a book, but realistically that will probably never happen (although it would probably be the first book with negative sales). But in the longshot that some other parents might come across this who have their own child with a recent similar diagnosis, I’ll share two very valuable lessons that we have learned this past year. The first is to realize that your child is going to react to whatever you react to and in a very similar fashion. Fortunately, we learned this very quickly. On that early evening a year ago as we headed to the hospital we couldn’t stop our tears. So what did Delaney do? She cried. We were scared and so was she. We quickly realized that the opposite was also true. If we were brave and confident she was going to be okay, so was she. That first week in the hospital we had times that we were so overcomed with emotion and we would just walk out of the room so she wouldn’t see mommy or daddy crying. Realize that your child and their classmates or friends might associate the word “cancer” with death. We literally when into her classroom and told them, “Just because Johnny’s grandpa died of cancer, does not mean Delaney is going to die of cancer.” Along with explaining how there are different types of cancer, we also explained that, “Yes, she is sick. But, NO, you cannot catch it.” We didn’t want her classmates to be afraid to play with her because they were afraid to catch what she had. And thank God, they didn’t. Her class embraced her and continued to love her. They knew that she wouldn’t be able to be in class all the time, but when she was able to make it, she was just another crazy kid who they played with and had fun with. They also knew that when her hair started falling out, it was a sign that “the medicine was working.” The hospital staff shared that one with us and we thought it was good.

~~~Who are you calling crazzzzy????

The second thing I would share with other parents who have a child facing a similar illness is a little more personal, but because of its importance, I’ll share it openly anyway. Cancer is very tough on a marriage. Whatever stress you had in your marriage prior to the diagnosis is still there, but now you have a whole lot more of it. Early on, after continually snapping at each other, my wife and I had a conversation where we said, “We are going to need to be more forgiving with each other than ever.” Is my wife perfect? No. Am I perfect? Yes! I am kidding, of course, but we should have set a daily reminder that forgiveness was now, more than ever,a necessity if we wanted our marriage to survive this. There were times, like most marriages, where we just wanted to throw in the towel. But then there was the realization of, “And how would that help?” Delaney is one of our four daughters. She isn’t the only one affected by cancer and my wife and I definitely are not the only ones. Our entire family has faced Delaney’s cancer together, and as a family we will continue to fight it together.

~~~A family that goofs together, stays together!

So Delaney is now 365 days into her cancer treatment and has over 500 days remaining. WE have reached the “new normal” that one of the doctors told us about early on. We are slightly more, but still far from totally, comfortable on a daily basis. Delaney has missed 3 of the past 4 weeks of school because thanks to low counts, her body can’t fight a basic cold. She has these weird pains in her foot and there is a real fear that the steroids are causing necrosis, which essentially destroys the bones. At least week’s doctor’s visit due to foot pain, I was expecting to get an update from my wife. When it didn’t come… and still didn’t come… my mind went to, “What if they are saying they need to amputate?” Well, they didn’t need to amputate and as I was writing this my wife sent me a text that read, “They called with her infection test results. Low IGG level and 2 viruses.” I don’t even know what IGG is, but it might be how I feel about leukemia at this point… IGG!!!! Its Gotta Go!!!

~~~Maybe we would be protected if we could just stay in this snow globe!

We know that God is still in control. These fears are of no value. We don’t let them control us by any means, but they are still there. We have been blessed by people all over the world praying for our daughter, and for us. Most of them will never see this, but I still want to thank them. The same with the kindness that has been shown over, and over, and over again. We will never be able to repay this, but we so appreciate every single bit of it. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU from our entire family!

~~~Cancer messed with the wrong family!