The Battle Continues

Jonathan's Cancer, here. Since Jonathan is back in the hospital, I thought I'd take advantage of his absence, and share some more photos. Check out this pic of me battling the KEEMO. I'm really kicking ass in this shot, even thought it looks likes I'm running away. I'm just posing for the camera. Enjoy.

The Surgery

My son was born on September 23rd, 2009. Six weeks later and after about four months of chemotherapy, the doctors decided the tumor had shrunk down enough, and that it was time to go ahead with the surgery.

Chemo Brain

I was supposed to start writing about the surgery, and I will, but I just came from week one of my second round of chemotherapy. I sat for four hours today, and was infused intravenously through the port in my chest with a cocktail of anti-nausea medicine followed by two types of cancer drugs.

Chemo

I thought I knew a lot going into chemotherapy. I'd heard and read about the nausea, the loss of appetite, the hair falling out, all of it, but I really had no idea what I was getting into. Looking back, it didn't matter that much. My philosophy became, "Just do it.", "Survive." Whatever the doctors told me to do, that's what I did.

KEEMO

Keemo. I'm sure Jonathan is going to tell you some sob story about the pain, discomfort, and torture he endured during his treatment, and blah, blah, blah. But, don't think for a minute that the Keemo is any picnic for me and my kind. That first treatment wave -- there's nothing more terrifying.

Day Two

Jonathan's Cancer here. My plan has hit a few bumps, but I think we're getting back on track. It took forever to get Jonathan out of bed and seated. First he had to disconnect from all these feeding tubes and IVs, then he fell back asleep. I finally had to engineer a gentle little fall out of bed to wake him up. Don't worry. Jonathan's fine. He falls down and out of bed all the time.