They are HOME!

Melissa and Michael are home from visiting family in Alabama!  I missed them both a ton!

Took midget to Training Camp Monday!

Where's OUR Jet Pack?

I read Liz's blog all the time.  She is so focused and self-aware....it is rare for a cancer survivor to be so driven.  She was diagnosed 6 years ago and is still brain cancer free, so, she provides some rare insight into what we may face in the future.

Here is her latest story:
http://thelizarmy.com/2014/07/seizure-drugs-where-is-our-jetpack/

Her blog is worth exploring...she covers so much and lays out the facts clean and simple...pulling no punches and with no candy-coating.

Angels

When I first saw this picture, I could feel a tremble inside.  Cancer is scary...a child with Cancer is the worst living nightmare a parent could face.

Angels...

Well...these Angels have some good news to report!

http://www.today.com/health/little-girls-battling-cancer-viral-photo-are-remission-1D79959176?cid=social_20140722_28266166

Eye/Brain Twister

I almost hate this things....

Idle Hands...

This weekend, Melissa and little man get back from a two-week trip to see family in Alabama.  I have made sure my "idle hands" were put to good use, cleaning, organizing and (probably, most importantly) relaxing.  It has been a nice break, but I have missed them more and more each day...so I am ready for them to be home.  I found myself quite lost in their absence.  Even the blog was quiet for a week or so...how rare, right?

What To Do?

Melissa and midget are visiting family abroad...so I have some free time and no idea where to start to apply it.  I came home sick from taking them, so these first couple days I have rested...but maybe tonight I start finding tasks to tackle.  Figures work is an absolute nightmare.

What If It Had Been Me?

Last night, I had a thought and the entire concept was fairly grim.  For someone married to a strong cancer survivor, I am sure this is a common thought, "What if it had been me?"  "What if I had cancer?"  First off, my wife has been a battle-ax against cancer.  Sure, there are people who have had cancer and somehow move on like nothing happened and I am sure there are many, many more who just shut down, give up on some level, or just "ride it out".  My wife has been a had her good days and bad days, but is a soldier through most of it.  Honestly, she made a lot of this as easy on me and her family as she could.  She took all that cancer could dish out and can still smile and laugh and I am not sure I could have done the same.  I would have been (and still am) a complete wimp when it comes to needles.  Just the thought of a sliver of metal being jabbed into me seems so archaic that it gives me shivers to even think about.  The idea of surgery is even more off-putting.  I would have been a scared baby going into the office to even talk about treatment...she just followed the doctors lead.  Going into surgery, she was calm and laughing...if not for that, I would have surely died of a heart attack that day...and if it were me heading into surgery, SHE surely would have been driven to cardiac arrest by my fear and cowardice.  After surgery, she didn't really complain and continued to make thing pretty easy on me.  I am sure she could tell I was rattled.  If it had been me in that bed after a brain surgery, I am not sure what she would have found...but it would not have put her at ease, for sure.  Even through radiation, chemo, and all the wonderful side effects that come with those treatments, she handled it pretty damn well.  Don't get me wrong, cancer, especially brain cancer, has not been easy on her or our family...the good days could be better, the bad days are pretty bad...but, we get by.  Sure, it would probably be cool to be married to one of those cancer survivors that moves on like nothing happened or uses it as some kind of super-motivator...I much prefer still being married to the woman I love.

Thinking of Starting a New Blog!

So, I have been considering starting a blog for me and my son and our adventures.

"Me & Michael" was what I was thinking of calling it...a place we can post crazy pictures and stories together...featuring points of view from the little man, himself.

Rough Night

Melissa has a rough night last night.  It has been a while since she had run out of the nausea medications that works, and honestly, I had no idea she was still needing them.  A few days ago, she ran out of a certain medication that comes in a tablet that dissolves, rather then a pill you have to swallow and digest.  When she called her doctor, the nurse said, "If you want a refill, you need an appointment."  She continued to belittle the patient but eventually offered to call the prescription in "this time."  Then, she calls in the wrong damn prescription...which my insurance fills only part of, and now, my insurance will likely not cover the correct medication and, of course, there is no returning medication.  After all, the doctor said "I will not need to see you for 6 months" just over 4 months ago.  Shouldn't her medications have enough refills to cover that time?  Frankly, because of some doctor's inability to properly keep up with medications he has prescribed and the obvious money-grubbing practices they depend on to get rich as quickly as possible, my wife, and many other patients, suffer.  You can tell, I am a little worked up...I do not like my woman felling any sicker then necessary.

Hopefully, we can get this straight today before her 2 week trip to see family.  If not, it could be a rough trip for her.