Life Is Not Fair

Hannah's blood counts were too low to go to Rocky (Eric's brother) and Whitney's wedding this past weekend. She was sad to not be able to go, but had a good time with her sweet babysitter. The wedding was beautiful, on a perfect Fall day.

She had a very long appointment on Monday. We got there at 8:00, she had a lumbar puncture then an extra long chemo infusion. We finally got out of the hospital after 4:00. She did well while we were there. She handled things much better, emotionally, this time. We were very thankful for that! The last thing of the day was a new chemo that made her very sick on the way home and for a good while after we got home. I've never known how hard it is for a child to throw up repeatedly while strapped into a car seat. She wasn't able to lean over enough to not get it all over her shirt. I'm sure some more cancer-seasoned moms have good solutions to this.

I was worried that she would be sick like that all the time for the next couple of weeks. We have to give the chemo that makes her sick by shot this week and next. It looks like she will be able to feel good until we have to give her the shot in the afternoons, then be sick for a few hours after that. We are thankful that she hopefully won't be sick around the clock and thankful for Phenergan and Zofran!

When we got up to go to the hospital this time, she was upset about having to go there again. She said, "This isn't fair!" What a young age to have to learn that there are many things in this life that aren't fair. It's not fair that she would be the one who has to have cancer. But it also isn't fair that she gets to have the kind of cancer that is treatable. It's not fair that we have access to life-saving medicines. It's not fair that we live in a time and country where we can drive just a few hours to get excellent medical care. It's not fair that with the same diagnosis, other parents in other places would have to just watch their child die. Yes, life isn't fair.