Excuse my Fletch quote, but guess who has hair growing on top of her noggin? It’s so darn cute when she gets out of a bath or shower and lets us give her “afro” a good rubbing. It’s not really an afro, but she has almost as much peach fuzz on her head as an 8th grade boy has on his upper lip. Pretty exciting stuff!
Overall she has been doing great. She is in her 2nd week of the interim maintenance phase. Last Friday’s treatment was a little different for a couple of reasons. On a personal note, it was the first treatment that I wasn’t able to be at. There is probably a part of the childhood cancer experience that most people don’t think about: work obligations. Let’s be honest, if your kid has cancer, they are going to be at the doctor’s office or hospital a lot. As a parent you want to be there to hold their hand or otherwise love on them. Your employer wants to be supportive, but also wants to make sure the needs of the business are met. As it is somewhat related, another cancer parent tagged me on a humorous Facebook article today titled, “22 Signs you’re a cancer parent pro.” This was # 17- “You wonder when you’ll get your paycheck — wait a minute, you don’t work at the hospital, or anywhere anymore (who’d want to hire you, anyway?).” The bottom line for me is that I am at a new job, so I was working while my daughter was being sedated , having her spine punctured, and then was injected with chemo.
The other noteworthy item was how Delaney did after the treatment. We’re used to her not feeling so hot afterwards (we basically expect it at this point). Last Friday was different however, in that her temperature shot up. So after spending the entire morning at the doctor’s office, she got to go home, only to have to go right back that afternoon. However, being the resilient little stud that she is, she was demanding to go join her soccer team in their game the following day and she has been feeling well every day since then.
Speaking of her afro, her teacher alerted us that another kid accidentally knocked her hat off at school today. She was upset but there were only 4 kids around her at the time and none of them teased her or anything. As a parent, we almost wish she would just own her beautiful baldness, but she is only six. No worries though as if her locks keep growing like they have been, she’ll have the late Chick Hearn announcing her in no time.