THEORY OF RELATIVITY

Done seeing red

It's All Relative
I have been uninspired to write for the past few weeks because of #4 chemo, which was pretty much all it was cut out to be (alleviated significantly by the acupuncture treatment, I have to note) and a really annoying sinus infection (during my "good week" too, damn) that has knocked me on my butt (or as they prefer in daycare, bum) this week. Ah well. I think back to a year ago when I had a similar sinus infection and was 9 months pregnant. That was worse. At least now I can roll over without a crane.
So goes the theory of relativity (ToR) game that I play (rather successfully) with myself-- It is has been/could be worse, ya'know? Take next week, when I start my 4 rounds of Taxol treatment. Potential side effect include joint pain and nerve damage in the hands and feet-- to which my (serious) reaction is -- "Pain rather than nausea... WOO HOO!!" (I don't even have to take the anti-nausea medicine anymore, my insurance company should be cheering as well.) The treatment is a lot longer though, 4 hour infusion instead of 2. Monday's going to be a long day. Good thing the infamous bmacpiper will be there to amuse me :)

Ground View Perspective
A few notes from the just-look-how-fast-I-can-get-to-where-I'm-not-supposed-to-be World of Wham: We went to see cardio & pulmonary specialists last week to get another EKG and echocardiogram. Getting him to sit still for these tests was no small feat. As Lisa so aptly put it, Liam "likes to be where he isn't" and wasn't real keen on being attached to wires, etc. They ended up squirting a sedative up his nose (let me tell you how fun it is to sit there and watch them do these things to your kid) and after 3 minutes he was acting like he was drunk. Eyes half mast, and watching his hand move("Laaa!") like he could see a rainbow trailing after it (maybe he could?). It was amazing. I was hoping to take some home... In any event, the tests show marked improvement from before, almost back to normal-- yeah! They would like to see him again in "a few months" to reevaluate. He's still on oxygen for the foreseeable future, which is hard, but again, ToR, he's not one of the kids in the oncology unit (ohsomuchbettermethanhim). It's almost better that he's attached to the O2 so we can have a trail to see where he's gone. The other good news is that they're going to try him with the O2 at daycare starting monday, so that should be interesting.

In other kid news, Xander and I do this dopey thing where when we say good-bye we say "nose, nose, noggin" while rubbing noses and bonking heads. (Don't ask me why/how I made this up-- I used to do it before riding my bike to work and I am finding that the helmet was a must) Sometimes we joke around and play variations on a theme: "nose, nose, eyebrow.... nose, nose, cheek" etc. Now he like to say "nose, nose, no hair." :) That kid rocks.

X prepares for his trip to the river.

Coordinated Happy Thought Alert #5: 11:30 Monday.