Lottery win

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March 3rd

It has been a couple days since my last post so I thought it is time for an update. Log seems to be getting a bit stronger each day. Today was better than yesterday. We are happy for the small steps forward.  She woke up with some pain and a headache and nausea but by mid day she felt better.

We are mastering the feeding tube and it doesn’t  seem to be such a big deal anymore. Only a cancer mom might think feeding your child through a tube isn’t a big deal, but really it isn’t. It is kind of like having a newborn baby. The worst part is getting up every 4 hours to change the bag. The feeding tube has actually been a blessing. It has alleviated a lot of stress around eating. If Logan doesn’t feel up to eating a full meal, now it is not a big issue. I know she is getting her nutrition in other ways and she can take the time she needs to for her appetite to come back. I can relax. It is all good.

Loggie had a busy weekend with lots of visitors. It made her happy to have people around. Today, I drove her to school so she could see her friends. Everyone was excited and welcoming and I couldn’t hold back the tears. The school loves and misses her and her friends truly are her best medicine. They treated her like just like a normal friend who had been away on a vacation or something. Oh, how I wish that was the case.

In talking to the teachers at the school who don’t teach her, it dawned on me. Logan has connected so many people though this site and you haven’t even met her. Most of you don’t know anything about Logan other than the fact she is an 10 year old girl with a brain tumor. 

Logan is so much more her disease. She is super smart and has always done exceptionally well in school. She is really, really funny and witty in a “too wise for her age” kinda way. She always will be the first to say what everyone else is thinking. She is an “old soul” and has knowledge that most of us spend a lifetime acquiring. She has a peaceful presence and is loving and trusting of those around her. She has the most beautiful smile, it lights her up. Everyone says she has a sparkle.

That being said, she is still is only a 10 year old girl. She thinks most boys are gross. She loves her best friends and has a new one almost every week. She is artistic and creative and spends hours doing arts and crafts. She fights with her brother all the time. LOVES  playing skip bo and family game night on the wii. She loves babies. If you have one, she loves you too.

Logan is also a bit high maintenance (don’t have any idea where she gets that from???). She cares about how she looks and what she wears. At only 10 years old almost all of her money to go towards her wardrobe.

She is a fish, or at least she was in a previous life. If she could she would swim everyday she would. One the worst things about cancer for Logan is that having low counts means not being able to go to the swimming pool. Because of this she takes at least 4 baths a day- not even joking.

In a nutshell Logan is just pretty awesome and as such she attracts awesome people into her life, like all of you.

We are back at the hospital Thursday and Friday for some blood work and meetings with the doctors and then it is official-

Radiation begins on Monday.
Instead of going on again about how I am feeling about starting radiation, I will leave you all with this story from the ICU the day after Logan’s surgery. 

It was early morning and Dr. Steinbok was doing rounds. He approached Logan’s bedside and was greeted by Patty, the ICU doctor that runs the ward.

Patty is the best. She a short, lovely asian lady with a funny personality. She makes you feel so comfortable and at ease that sometimes you forget that you are in probably one of the worst places in the world, the ICU.

Dr. Steinbok exchanged greetings with Patty and he asked her how she was.

“Tired Paul, (that is his first name) I wish I could win the lottery”

Dr. Steinbok looked  puzzled so he asked “Why on earth would you like to win the lottery Patty?”

She rolled her eyes  “Ummm, so, I wouldn’t have to work”

At that moment Dr. Steinbok took Logan’s hand and began examining her. “If I won the lottery I’d still work you know, because I love what I do…”

I  piped up “Actually, because you work, so many people do win the lottery, Dr. Steinbok”

Logan opened her eyes weak and tired she raised her head from the bed so she could look directly into her doctors eyes. “Yes, like me, I guess I have won the lottery a 3 times now.”

We all started laughing. We love witty, sarcastic Logan. Head cut open, shiny stitches running down her neck, tubes hanging all over and  her heart rate machine beeping like crazy. She looked at us one last time before she laid back down.

“Maybe we should stop buying tickets”

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Italy for life

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 It is 1 am on the first day of a new month and here I am blogging to you all. I should be tucked in my warm bed but sleep doesn’t come easily anymore and I hate just lying there awake. My mind doesn’t know how shut off anymore. It is only an hour until the next feed and round of medications are due so instead of dozing off just to wake up,  I’ll just sit at my computer and write.

Today was our first full day at home and Loggie did pretty well. Her energy level is still very low and she is having trouble with the zillion stairs we have in our house. Her bedroom is upstairs it is exhausting for her to go up and down. We suggested making a bed for her on the main floor but she feels comforted in her room and I think she likes the privacy. She spent most  today enjoying the new crafts that our friends brought over to entertain her and she painted some really beautiful things. Logan is artistically talented. She is creative and it is nice to see her relax and enjoy an activity.

  Today she drew a picture of our family. It was simply titled ‘The Lays’. We were all smiling and even our little dog looked happy. I couldn’t help wonder if she this picture is her way of telling us she hopes for those happy smiles to return to all of our faces soon.

I ventured outside of the house and in to the world today. Well, I went to Safeway if that counts.  It felt so foreign and strange to do something as simple and normal as grocery shopping. I couldn’t help but stare at the other families. I am pretty bad for staring at people at the best of times but today it was different.  I was in  awe and amazed that life could be carrying so normally for so many people.

I wondered if any of them knew the same depth fear and sadness that I know and I wondered if  they did, how they carried on. I wondered the aisles and in the end left with nothing. We ordered take out.

I cried a lot today. Not uncontrollably or in front of Logan but I did cry.  I guess I have moved through the angry stage into sadness. Denial came and went a long time ago, or maybe is last 3 years have been. I don’t know. I am hoping for acceptance but I just don’t know how it will ever be possible to accept this reality. It all seems so unfair

I was stronger with her diagnosis and her previous relapse than I am now. Logan was too. She seems a different to me these days. Exhausted- frustrated and absent. I know we have to get through this and find  strength. Its only about to get harder. Treatment hasn’t even begun. These days  in between are agonizing. We are just waiting, worrying, giving so many medications and caring for Logan’s  every need around the clock. Basically, the days just never seem to end.

I am working on having patience, trying to remain optimistic and am watching for signs (from anywhere) that we are on the right path.  

  Who knows if we are,but I can’t seem to get this little sign out of my head or the warm fuzzy feeling that comes every time I think of it.

Last week, when we were still in the hospital I had a conversation with my mom.

I have doing a lot of research on Logan’s tumor- mainly treating it with the chemotherapy agent cisplatin . Logan received carboplatin as her initial chemotherapy as was diagnosed and she responded well – the tumor was stable for almost 2 years. The last round of chemotherapy that she has a completely different family of drugs- and obviously that didn’t work.

Cisplatin is Carboplatin’s  big sister and basically she is kick ass. They are from the same family but Cisplatin is much stronger than Carbo. My gut has been telling me for some time that if Logan responded  well to Carbo then it would only make sense that she would respond to the stronger version. The only problem is that although cisplatin could be more effective, much more toxic and comes with a lot more side effects. My oncologist agreed that it may be worth a try but any information we could find was very limited and the results inconclusive. She told me that we needed to find at least a phase two study from a reputable source to support us making the decision. So like a dog with a bone, I have been relentless in searching. Staying up all night reading studies and racking my brain trying on where to look for these trials. A few nights ago, as I was frantically  reading online I found ‘the study’ I was looking for.

The trial I came across using Cisplatin was not only a phase 2 trial, it also highlighted a case of an 8 year old girl with similar metastasis and pathology as Logan’s tumor. It met all the criteria, published journal of clinical oncology (reputable) and the research came out of the National tumor institute in Milan Italy. BINGO.

ANYWAYS back to the conversation with my mom. She started chanting that she wished we could get a ‘sign’ so we would know that this chemo was in fact the right protocol for Logan.

Irritated and exhausted I angrily shot down her need for a universal manifestation of the answer. “Enough” I replied to her “We/ I have to figure this out on my own- there is no ‘sign’ that is going to come falling from the sky telling us that things  will work out. OBVIOUSLY, if that was going to happen, it would have already”

I could tell I hurt her feelings and that she was upset with me, but I didn’t care. I had too much to think about already.

I left the room. I needed to gather my composure and take a bit of break. We were being moved down to the oncology ward in a few hours and I needed to prepare myself to enter the ‘cancer world’ again.

Fast forward a few hours and it was time to make the move to our new home. The porter was called and I was surprised that when she arrived she was an old lady, very petite, late 60’s with bobbed gray hair and a thick accent.

  Somewhat annoyed with her inability to navigate the bed, I offered to help. She welcomed my offer and as we weaved the bed down the hall she said this to me.

” Gosh, Sometimes these hallways remind of the narrow streets in the town I grew up in, in Italy”

I almost fell over.

“What did you say?” I said to her. 

“Italy, dear- where I grew up, Have you ever been- you should go one day, it is beautiful?”

Baffled I couldn’t even answer- It had to have been a simple coincidence. This wasn’t a ‘sign’. It couldn’t be.

I didn’t say a word to Jared about what happened with the porter. He’s not really into all that’ hocus pocus’ as he calls it and I wasn’t really in the mood to talk. Instead we drove in silence to get some dinner for the crew. He could tell that I was upset and obviously rattled about something but he didn’t ask. Then, just as we were about to turn into the hospital something happened.

It was so blatant that I literally screamed HOLY SHIT!

Jared slammed on the brakes. “What?” thinking we were about to get hit by a car or something. I started to cry and pointed out the window in disbelief. Right there at the corner of Oak and 14th ave in the transit shelter was a giant poster enticing travelers to Europe. It read ITALY FOR LIFE it read.

I couldn’t deny it- it was definitely a sign.

Now our questions are not the choice of chemo- the choice is clear. 

Now we wonder should we be holding off on radiation? Should  this ‘Italy’ chemo come first? Can she handle chemo right no-she is so weak and fragile?

Will she be the same child she was before after radiation, will I regret it?

What is the right answer and how do I make it? Can I please have some more f**ing signs?

Everyone tries to comfort me by saying that there I can’t make a wrong decision. That because I am making them from the very depth of  my soul but as a mom, and faced with this unimaginable choices  how can I not second guess yourself.

I look at Loggie, she is so innocent and trusting of me.  No question, she believes her mother I has the answers and I will do the right thing for her yet as I sit her and type these words I know, I have no answers at all.

And maybe that is kind of the point. There are no answers and I may never be clear on what the right choice is.

I don’t know, maybe this is what it means to have faith.

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Negative Nelly

FEB 28, 2008

 Loggie will get to go home for the weekend!!!!! We hope arrive at our place by dinner time- who is cooking for us?

 Only one person has a feeding tube after all. Ha ha.

We are a bit stressed about going home and about the “feeds” but we are so looking forward to sleeping in our own beds!!! even if it is for a few days.

Sorry in advance but I am about to get a bit negative. Today was a really tough day! I think today was most negative I have ever been about Logan’s cancer and I have to admit it was ugly. I have said the F**K word well over 300 times. I am going to say it again. FUUUUCCCKKK!!!

I really hate this.

I look at my child lying over in the hospital bed beside me and there is nothing I can do for her. I can’t make any of this better. I feel helpless and weak.

I look at my  son who has spent his entire life in this hospital and I feel so sad. He is frustrated and tired of begging for attention from us. He is acting out and misbehaving (we call him bratty Brody) and it is all because we don’t have any energy to give to him.  Both Jared and I are so stressed emotionally and physically. But me,  I feel angry. I feel angry and I don’t know how to let it go.

 I look at my parents who are trying to be solid for us but they too are short fused, tired and sad. They feel helplessness that they can’t help Logan but also because they can’t help us. It all just pisses me off.

I know that I need to stay focused and positive and brave and grounded. I don’t need to be told. I know.

 But today just for a moment, just for this moment. I am going to take time to feel mad. To say sometimes things such ass and I am bitter and I wish we didn’t have to deal with this for so long, so many times.

I have searched my mind and tried to ask myself why I am feeling so down. Maybe it’s because exactly one year ago today Logan was in surgery with her 1st relapse and I think about how hopeful you are before a relapse and how different cancer is with each one.

Maybe it isn’t because of anything. Maybe it just because I  am bitchy and tired and PMSing. 

Either way one thing I know for sure is that this doesn’t get any easier and with each passing day a little more of our innocence gets lost and we get a little less ignorant to what cancer is capable of every single day.

We know more today a few days ago…we are now a member of the “feeding tube” club. I hate this club.

Loggie is no longer a drug virgin. She knows what it is like to be “stoned”.  Not from smoking a joint as most normal teenagers might do, but from a synthetic form of THC drug to help her eat and sleep.

I have spent yet another night in this place on a ‘new’ cot and I have learned there isn’t one good parent bed in this place. And as I cleaned Logan’s incision today I realized that not only have her scars gotten bigger- but so have all of ours.

 

Two day ago I wrote about a little miracle Eden that came into this place with a big problem and left a few days later with a new life.

Tonight a new family moved into her room- They have a 9 month old baby with neuroblastoma. Another family who’s world is now crashing down unlike Baby Eden there is no “easy fix.”

The stories are endless and I am starting to see it as  a revolving door of heartache. As grateful as I am for this hospital and how hard everyone is working to help Logan,  a secret part of me loathes this place for taking away so much of what we had before we came here.

Please send me some strength. Our path is still long and I am not as sure footed as I once was.

 

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F**K you feeding tube

The feeding tube is in and she had her first feed last night. UUUGGGG!!! It was a terrible experience for Logan…she hated it! It was a terrible experience for me. I hated it.

I don’t think ever in my entire life I have heard a kid scream like she did while they were putting in that tube. She freaked. She was hyperventilating, shaking and as red as the ripest tomato on the vine. I swear at some points during the process she wasn’t even breathing. I am not sure how she got through it, but she did. Thank God.

  When it was all done, and finally inserted properly (don’t want to feed her lung) Loggie wiped away her tears and apologized to the nurse for screaming so loud into her face. The nurse smiled and Loggie rubbed her hand and told her not to feel bad, that she did a good job.

FRICK!!!!  We all cried.

The feeding is stressful and is going to be a big job!~ Right now it is taking us about 30 minutes to prepare for each feed. We need to start getting by getting a sample from her tube. We use a syringe to withdraw stomach acid and we test that stomach fluid for the proper PH levels on a small multi-colored strip. This is to make sure the tube is still in the proper place and hasn’t made its way into an organ other than her stomach. After we are sure everything looks right, we have to syringe the stomach acid back into her belly through the tube. So YUCKY.

  Once those steps are complete, it’s time to eat- for her, not us.  I am pretty sure we won’t have much of an appetite after that grossness.

At night, the liquid nutrition will be put into bag and we will use a pump similar to an IV so it can be released slowly. These feeds take about 4 hours from start to finish. Once the pump beeps we have to flush her line to make sure it is clean. If all goes well we will aim for 2 feeds a night and 3 feeds a day. Twelve to fourteen hours of feeding, pumping, and very little sleep leaves us feeling a bit like the parents of a new born baby.

We will also be taught how to give bolus of nutrition through out the day…meaning if she is not getting enough through the night than we can basically give her a quick shot of nutrition rather than a full 4 hour feed. She was 64 lbs today so down a bit again.

Hopefully in addition to the tube feeds she will be able to start eating and we can use this process more as a supplement than her total nutrition plan.

 A decision was  also firmed up today about treatment. Radiation will begin on Monday.

Full brain and spine is the only option. We are very saddened by this.

  Today doctors confirmed that the new spot is definitely new tumor since surgery at the top of her spine they also told us tumor is in her spinal cord fluid. Not good.

Radiation will be given over 31 cycles or just over 6 weeks. She will receive a boost in addition to the basic dose to the back of her head where most of the tumors are. After radiation, we are going to give her a 4 to 6 week break to let her bone marrow recover before we start Chemotherapy. The chemotherapy regimen will consist of a cocktail of cisplatin and etoposide. It will take about a year to complete the entire protocol if she can tolerate it.

I guess this is what ‘bringing in the big guns’ looks like in the brain cancer world.

Our doctors have very little information to go on.Dr. Hukin who is our oncologist and is the head of the neuro-oncology department told us  in our meeting today that in the 10 years she has been working at Children’s she has only ever had one case with a similar pathology and such much wide disease.  I couldn’t help but ask, and no, that child did not survive. The thing about Logan’s tumor is that the pathology says it should be a fairly low grade tumor, however, it is not behaving as a low grade tumor would. It is metastasizing and seems to be spreading quickly. The samples from surgery we have are small because the tumor is in such a difficult mostly inoperable spot. So this is all we can go on.  The final report says the tumor is a mixed glioma. We are treating it as it is behaving, high grade.

  This a new approach. Usually low grade tumors don’t respond to this type of treatment. But the thought  is because of the extent of Logan’s disease and how quickly new spots seem to be popping up we need to think outside of the box and respond to its behaviour and not its pathology.

We trust Logan’s doctors and we agree with the treatment approach. This is the chemotherapy I researched and presented. I hoped we could only do chemotherapy but we have been advised that a combined approach at the point is best. Having to make this decision has been extremely difficult, and one that we hoped we’d never have to make. Talk of radiation has always been on the table since her diagnosis 3 years ago. However I have never felt good about it. Internally, even though I know it has come down to this, I struggle deeply with the choice to subjecting her growing brain and spine to radiation. I am afraid of who she will be after this treatment, I am afraid of the irreversible side effects and the damage that will occur.

 

But I have to let it go. There truly is no choice so all I can do now is hope that Logan will be OK. That this will save her life and that the side effects will be minimal. I have to accept what will come next- and I am working on that.

 

Logan is happy that we made  the decision to start radiation before chemotherapy and that she will get a break in between. For Christmas, our dear friends (family really) Reid and Diane graciously gave us a trip to Maui. The plan will be to go at the end of April when radiation completes. If  the dates line up and Logan tolerates the treatment well she should just be finished radiation 10 days before we leave. She not start chemo for a month after that.

PERFECT timing and something to look forward to and work towards- Sunshine, beach time, relaxing and drinking cocktails out of pineapples seems like a good dream to focus on right about now.

 

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Waiting and watching for miracles to unfold

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Feb 25-2008

I am sure by now (if you are still following me) that blogging on this site is proving to be a therapeutic outlet for me.

I hope I am not overwhelming or annoying you. I will do my best to try to get to the point.

We have some good news! Logan had her MRI today and it seems that the swelling has gone down, the tumor has collapsed on itself (think deflating balloon) and we are ready to begin radiation treatment. Dr. Steinbok is happy and we couldn’t be more grateful to him.

Sadly,however, as it goes in the world of cancer though there is good news and then it is followed by a bit of bad news. The bad news  today is that her MRI showed another new small tumor on the base of her spine. At this time that can’t say if it was always there and we couldn’t see it because it because of the scar tissue fro other surgeries, or if it is a new tumor that has grown in the last week. Dr. Steinbok can’t be sure. He knows that there was tumor mixed in the CNS fluid and into the spinal cord but this spot is new on the scan.

Basically, it doesn’t matter- when pathology  comes back it will help us to know if we are dealing with something that is more aggressive. Or it won’t. Either way it doesn’t change the treatment plan, it just adds worry to an already dire situation.

Today we are being moved from the surgical ward to the oncology ward. It is sadly a bit like going home, it is where our people are.

The dietitian, Marlene was in today and she did a great job solidifying our concerns about Logan’s weight and eating habits. Logan is only in the 10th percentile for her age group in weight. She is now only 65 lbs She has lost 13lbs in 18 days. This is very concerning and feel strongly that Logan may not be able to tolerate radiation if she continued to lose weight at this rate once therapy begins.

  I am heartbroken to write that we will be forced to insert a feeding tube tomorrow and Logan will be nourished through this tube for an indefinite period of time. This tube will be inserted up her nose down her throat and directly into her stomach. It will be yellow and as Logan said today- It will be ugly.

  Jared and I will be responsible for feeding via the tube by syringing liquid nutrition during the day and by hooking her up to a slow drip pump (similar to an IV) at night. Logan is completely devastated about the tube and feels like a failure because she can’t keep solid food down. She is embarrassed to have to have this thing hanging off her as another reminder of this disease and honestly she is just a bit mad at the world today.  I, myself,  am trying to be objective. On one hand I am relieved that she will be getting some much needed nutrition and we can stop the endless cycle of s arguments about meal, but on the other hand I am completely crushed by this setback. It is another invasive procedure and another thing cancer has taken away from her-  the luxury of food. We both cried tonight. The hurt seems never ending.

On a good note, I wanted to share that through my endless research and reading (the internet is not a cancer mom’s friend) I found a study seemed promising for Logan. I printed off the info and gave it to our oncologist. She is presenting it at tumor board to get some feedback. It is a chemotherapy regimen that seems pretty aggressive chemo but the results have been outstanding and there is a girl on the study that has a history similar to Logan and she responded extremely well to this treatment. If the doctors agree that it seems as promising as we think it is, Logan could be a candidate. The study originated in Italy and although Logan could not participate in the actual study she may be able to receive the same drugs and dosages that are documented.

  There is some concern, so our plan would likely be to test the chemo for 2 months see how she tolerates and then go from there.  We will then decide if we move forward with chemo and then do radiation or do radiation only and eliminate the possibility of this chemo. It is terrible when your choices are both not great but my heart tells me to try chemo once again. Radiation scares the crap out me and maybe this would buy us some time before we have to use it.

Today was a big day for us, presenting this chemo regimen, and waiting to hear feedback from the doctors has left us emotionally drained. I think we are getting to a point of exhaustion that we’ve never experienced before. I have never felt so tired in my life. Not even after giving birth.

I can only describe it as being in a dream state- but more of a nightmare really. I have this feeling like someone is chasing me and they are only a few steps behind me waiting to grab me from behind. I am foggy but antsy.  This absolute roller coaster of emotion actually makes me feel physically ill and it is like nothing I have ever experienced before.

Fear is around every corner, every blood test, every scan, just waiting to jump out at us but happiness comes in waves as well. I find I feel joy seeing the spirit of these sick little kids. They have so much to bare yet they are still so innocent, trusting, and simple. To see the world the way they see it is one of the only gift in this difficult time. Witnessing Logan and all the other children fighting for their lives without pity slaps me in the face daily.  It’s pretty hard to feel sorry for myself when I look at them.

We also have a lot of love getting us through. I have to keep telling myself to focus on the good.

I will end this blog with a story. I could tell so many. These walls are filled with stories.

For those of you who know me, I have been blessed with the gift of the gab, actually, to be honest I just never shut up- and I talk to everyone. Anyway, last night I met a family from Victoria. They were air-ambulanced to Children’s and their 10 month old daughter (Eden) was diagnosed with a brain tumor the size of a golf ball. Of course they were beside themselves and consumed by shock when they got to hospital. I spoke to them briefly was completely terrified for them. I just ran into them again.Twelve hours after they arrived here Dr. Steinbok, Loggies surgeon began surgery on there tiny girl and after 7 long hours of waiting the parents got the best news ever. Dr. Steinbok got ALL the tumor out it  looks low grade and benign. It is too soon to tell say 100% but her doctors are already using the word cure for this little pumpkin. Amazing.  

Amazing and worth sharing. It may have been an ordinary and normal day for you but here at BCCH there was a miracle. A much needed one, in this building filled with so much grief and sadness and pain. It was a tiny miracle her name is Eden Grace (the name of an angel) and she has her life back.

Hope, and miracle moments like these help us get through the crappy days. Our miracle is just a work in progress and we need to be patient. I feel like posting a MIRACLE COMING SOON notice on our door.

Loggie is overwhelmed with the support you are giving to her. She enjoys looking at this site and seeing your messages. They are a good boost for all us to know we are not alone. As we were reading all the messages together  I asked  Logan if she ever wondered why. If she ever pondered how come happened to her and not to someone else we know. She paused for a long time before she finally answered. “No, mom, there is really no point wondering why me and why not someone else. If I didn’t have this cancer then maybe someone else would have to have it. I would never like knowing that, I would never want anyone I love to have to go through this. I’d rather just do it myself.”

What could I say to that- except I love you.

 

 

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Slow down Charlie

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When I was a child my Papa was in a serious car accident. My grandmother died and he suffered a major head injury. This trauma left him with significant damage. It took away some of his ability to self regulate so he’d often do things very fast like eating and walking. Because his body couldn’t keep up with is mind he would often hurt himself or make himself sick. His name was Charlie.

 ‘Slow down Charlie’ was something you’d commonly hear members of our family scream out to my Papa. Over time it became an inside joke and something we would say to each other whenever one of us needed to slow down, recharge and refocus.

We have been telling Logan to ‘slow down Charlie’ for the last few days. Thank god she finally listened. We all need the break.

I think mentally Logan’s mind has caught up to what her body has been through. She is resting. We are relieved- rest equals healing right?

Doctor’s have been in to see her today, as they are every day, but today they advised us that they think she may have a minor problem with her swallowing and also her coordination.  Her abilities in her right hand seems to be declining. It is almost similar to someone who has Parkinson disease, shaky and unsteady.

Dr. Steinbok was consulted and he told us not to worry quite yet- pretty standard conversation between doctors and parents of children with cancer. I wonder when is the right time to worry?

We are going to do another MRI tomorrow morning to see what is going on. He thinks there may be more swelling than he originally anticipated and right now it is causing these new deficits. This is ‘best case scenario’. Worst case, this is a complication of surgery and she is now in someway damaged, or paralyzed permanently. 

The decision is keep her on the steroids (which makes her mean and angry Loggie) at a higher dose for few more days. The hope is the swelling will come down and we will see an improvement.

Night time seems to be the worst…I think she tries to be alert and strong all day for her visitors and then when nighttime comes and we are alone she has the freedom to collapse and be honest that she is not feeling well. Her headaches are worse at night and it worries me that she is not eating much. She is tiny and fragile and we worry about sustaining her energy and her weight. She is nauseated and complains about the nausea making it difficult to eat. All day long we suggest food but nothing appeals to her. It is frustrating, it so primal for a mother to feed her child.

I want her to eat and I am trying to encourage her to, but honestly this roller coaster of emotion is making my appetite dimish. There is so much anxiety. 

  The doctors keep telling me to put into perspective that she just did have had major brain surgery. I like everything to happen right now. Maybe I need someone to tell me to “slow down Charlie”

Her incision is healing up remarkably well (Dr. Steinbok is a master) but I also think  the reiki she has been getting from June and Grandma have been helping too.

On that note, I have a story to tell you about Reiki. For those of you who don’t know what it is- basically it is energy/touch healing and Logan loves it.

A lady by the name of June Hope has been committed to helping Loggie with her healing since day one…she has been giving Logan reiki and also teaching Logan how to give it to others. Apparently Logan responds well to Reiki and as such, asks for it regularly. June is considered a master of the technique and tells us that Logan has an innate ability to share this energy with others.

On Thursday night when we were in the ICU only about 4 hours after Loggie had come out of surgery (remember she shouldn’t have even been awake yet)  a little baby only 2 month old kept crying out beside Loggie. The stress of the crying  would cause this little babies heart to beat irregularly which made it seem like she was having a mini heart attack causing her to stop breathing.

We were all very upset as it was but being beside this baby made our situation even more intense. Alarms would go off and people would frantically race around. It was hard to Logan to rest and the situation was making me very uneasy and panicked. During one of the babies attacks, I looked over at Loggie  to comfort her. She had her left hand up in the air. It was full of tubes and she was barely able to hold it up on her own.

I thought she was scared so I asked her what she has doing. In the softest most compassionate voice she told me she was sending that little baby some of her Reiki.

I was speechless and in awe of her…in her weakest moment she was sending that baby her energy even though she had so little to share. 

This kid blows me away. I honestly believe she is so much more than my daughter and her purpose here is huge.

Being her mother is an honor and she is teaching me so much everyday.  

I have cried a lot these past few weeks and I am grateful to have some perspective. I spoke to June about how Logan could be so profound and how at times I feel so weak.

She explained how she saw our relationship.

 “I Imagine you standing in front of the creator and it was your time to come to earth. God was handing our life journeys brain cancer was pulled.  You were next in line. NO way. you said, NO, please I cannot bare the burden of  having such an awful disease in this life. Please choose something else for me. You thought you’d escaped.

Fast forward to years later, and Loggie stood in that very same line up where again the creator issued brain cancer. 

Only instead of fearing it Logan said “no problem, I can handle it”. Her only stipulation was that she needed someone to hold her hand, someone to care for her and be beside her through her struggles. That is why God chose you.”

June’s perspective really struck me. She is right, Logan is such a teacher. She has always show such acceptance and strength for her circumstances and she is here to teach me. I have so much to learn from her, I know that. How I wish now I could have pulled the brain cancer card instead of her. Watching her suffer is heartbreaking but watching her strength is also such an honor. This whole experience is truly bittersweet.

Just over a week ago I started this blog. Today, there is over 300 people that have joined this page to support Logan. Each one of you have joined us on this healing journey and we appreciate all that you are offering to help Logan get better. Thank you.

 

 

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A few set backs on the road to radiation

 I think I may have been on a bit of a high myself last night when I posted about Logan. I was excited that she came out of surgery so well and I jumped the gun sharing how ‘great’ she was feeling.

The last 12 hours have been very tough for Loggie-.. she is complaining that her headaches are excruciating. She spend the night  screaming, crying and moaning in pain. We tried giving higher doses of morphine but that didn’t seem to help at all. It has been a very long night.

We spoke with Dr. Steinbok, this morning and he thinks she may have some blood or air pockets that have accumulated in the brain from surgery and is causing new pressure. Apparently this is common and we simply have to wait and see.

We are encouraging Logan to take things a lot slower today. She moved around too much post surgery. We hope taking it easy will help alleviate some of the pressure in her brain.

I guess I do have to keep in mind that most people would still be sedated and likely wouldn’t feel the pain, however we are dealing with Logan and she refuses to be the norm.

We have not received the pathology report yet, that may still take a few days. Our surgeon shared with us that he feels the tumor looks a bit different than it did in the previous surgeries. He said it is a bit more grey (whatever that means) He told us to hang tight to see exactly what we are dealing with- we understand but know that whatever the pathology report says, this tumor is just being a pain in the ass and is relentless. We need to change that.

We will begin our preparation for radiation this week. They will build Logan an immobilization cast which will bolt her into place in the machine. She will also get her tattoos this week. I am sure she would like something fun but they are just going to be small dots that mark the radiation field. There will be lots of information shared and the doctors will spend numerous hours reviewing Logan’s scan’s before they get started.

If all the preparation is done and we get the pathology back then the plan is to start treatment the following Monday.

Radiation will last a little over 6 weeks and will be given 5 days per week. She is receiving a ‘boost’ or a double dose to the posterior fossa (the area where most of the tumors are). 

We have been advised that every few days she will likely need blood transfusions so her counts stay up and she can continue to tolerate the treatment. Hemoglobin cannot dip below 100 during treatment and after all her years of chemo Loggie is rarely above 100.

I can’t begin to describe to you how conflicted  we have been over the choice to do radiation. Radiation has terrible, long term (life long) side effect. I guess in some ways there is no choice, it has to be done but we have much concern and many internal struggles over the decision to go ahead with full brain and spine radiation. We would have preferred a more targeted approach although we have been advised it would not be as effective and the chances of one of the many other small spots growing would be to great.

There are so many risks to consider, but due to the extent and spread of the tumor, we truly are left with no choice. The risks of radiation and long term side effects that Logan will likely experience are better than the risks of the cancer. I can’t believe we have to make this choice.

 

We had a ‘team’ meeting and our doctors advised us that they feel there is about an 80% chance that there is tumor in parts of the brain we cannot see on the MRI. There is also likely billions of tumor cells floating around her CNS fluid.

 During surgery, Dr. Steinbok was able to see that the tumor had made its way down the brain stem and was mixed in with the spinal cord where the two meet. This news is devastating and very concerning. It has never shown up on any MRI and I guess that is the point. You need all the information in order to make a clear decision. Dr. Steinbok is the only one who has seen first hand the extent of Logan’s disease. The scans can only tell us so much. He agrees with this radiation approach and so his opinion and  this new information solidified our decision.

  Radiation was suggested shortly after Logan was diagnosed but it was decided that she was too young and that radiation would be more detrimental than beneficial. We have held on to the radiation card for such a long time praying we never had to play it.

Now all we can hope for is that we waited for the right time to play this card. We pray that radiation will be safe, healing and effective  against this tumor and for Logan.

We also need to make a decision around her next regimen of chemotherapy.

  Since we decided to radiate the spine chemotherapy can be quite toxic in combination. It looks like we may have start chemo after we finish radiation instead of using it to boost the effectiveness of radiation. 

If all goes well, we should be able to go home Monday but as we all know in this crazy world of cancer, things can change.

Thank you for all your kind messages and  beautiful words. I do believe Loggie’s soul has a purpose and has brought many of us together. She is a gift and despite this difficult journey, we have learned so much by being surrounded you all.

I can’t believe how so much good and beauty can come from such an ugly hardship. Bittersweet.

Logan told me tonight that her favorite songs is “Lean on me” she told me if every anything happened to her she’d like that song  to be played at her funeral. Broke my heart. She is too young to have to think so deeply, but she is so wise.

All we can do is lean on each other.

I will blog soon.

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Good news to share- She made it through surgery!

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Feb 21st- SURGERY HAS BEEN DELAYED UNTIL 11AM. There is no bed in the ICU for Log when her procedure is down> Surgery will now complete sometime around  7PM. I will post an update as I have them…please pray for us!

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WOW! Thank you first off for all the love and support that was sent to Logan today.

I am happy to report that it paid off! Your energy, love, strength and amazing commitment to helping her heal…no doubt gave her strength to make it through the surgery- with flying colors I might add.

Most people who had a surgery that involved any area of the brain stem  would still be vented (a breathing tube) and sedated to make sure everything was OK. But our Loggie would have none of that,  only 6 hours post op, She is eating chicken noodle soup, and 2 popsicles. She some how managed to convince the nurses to take out most her tubes and she is sitting up on her own.

The risks of this surgery worried us very much since Logan has a build of up scar tissue from previous surgeries. There was a very real possibility of her heart stopping when the brain stem was punctured…fear overwhelmed us today wondering if we’d ever see her sweet face again. 

Today was an incredible day. I read Logan the messages you all sent to her. I read the well wishes from her caringbridge site and all the emails from her school…she started to cry.

  When I asked her if she was sad or if she had any pain…she shook her head  no.  She mouthed the word happy.

There could never be a more moving or powerful moment in my life. To witness completely and true gratitude for the gift of life and for the gift of those who care about her has left me incredibly humbled.

I learned more today about the importance of gratitude then I will probably learn in my whole life. I pray I never forget it.

 Because she is doing so well, she will be moved tomorrow from ICU to the Neurological ward where she will stay and be monitored for a few days.

The radiation oncologist met with us today during Logan’s surgery and feels we will be able to start radiation on the or about the 3rd of March. That is a week Monday- we are nervous that it isn’t giving Logan enough time to heal but also know we can’t give this tumor time to grow.

Our amazing surgeon Dr Steinbok, debriefed us after surgery. Apparently, Logan’s tumor had once again filled with liquid. Her tumor has a cystic cavity in the middle of it and although the tumor isn’t able to be removed the surgeon was able to drain out that fluid. Picture a balloon that has a slow leak. Without the support of the fluid, the tumor collapses on itself. Although it is the same size- takes up less space freeing up the pressure in the brain stem and causing far less symptoms.

Amazing and I know relieving that pressure makes a huge difference. We are only a few hours post-op when everything is swollen and sore and Logan told me how much better she feels. “Mom I feel better than I have in such a long time”

She is a bit dopey right now, actually she is totally stoned. The morphine infusions will continue to be given each hour through the night to keep her comfortable. I asked the doctor tonight if we should be giving her so many narcotics, it really does seem excessive, but it turns out that kids can metabolize far more opiates than adults (who knew) so she is getting the perfect dose for her little body..

We will have a better idea how she is actually feeling in the morning when we wean her off the painkillers a bit, but I am expecting a full recovery in record time.

We love you all very much and are truly blessed for the care and concern you have for our family…

Thanks so much to all you members of “TEAM LOGAN”  they say it takes a community to raise a child. Apparently it also takes a community to heal one. We  proved that today.

With Love from us to you!

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Confirmed- another surgery

Feb 19th- one week after finding out Logan has relapsed and today we had another MRI of the head and of her spine. We have no results on the scan as of yet but what we do know is that the tumor in her brain stem is causing too much pressure for them to begin radiation right away. The doctors feel that Logan’s best chance will be to have surgery first to try to de-bulk the tumor and then start both a regimen of both chemotherapy and radiation (full brain and spine). It is the doctor’s belief that the tumor is probably in other parts of Logan’s brain. Cells that we can’t see on the scan could be present and that means there is a very good chance it will continue to spread throughout the spine. It also means that our best chance of preventing this is to radiate before it happens.

Surgery is planned for Thursday. It is going to be a bit more risky than any of the other surgeries she had previously and we are worried. Please, Thursday send us good thoughts, love and prayers for Logan’s recovery

The first step (again) to beating this is just to make it through the surgery. After the operation Logan will be in the ICU for about 3- 4 days and then  she will be moved to the surgical ward for another 5 days to give her some recovery time. It is her doctor’s hope that radiation can start approximately 10 days after surgery but that will depend of the amount of inflammation and swelling in her brain post surgery.

Jared and I  have decided to pull our RV down to the hospital and this is where we will ‘live’ for the next few weeks. We are lucky that the hospital designates a spot for families to bring down an RV and are grateful for the ability for both of us to be close to Logan while she needs us. If anyone wants to reach we will have on our cel phones with us.

Thank you all so much for all your kind words and support. This has been an incredibly difficult time this third time around. Having been at  this cancer battle for so long already everyone single one of us is feeling a little less hopeful, and enthusiastic with this latest setback. That is not entirely true, I am feeling depleted and worried and tired, Logan is not. She continues to be our pillar of strength. She must be pulling her energy  from that you are sending her- so thank you and keep it coming.

I will update you all as I can.

 

 

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Happy Heart day

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Happy Valentines Day to you all! We took Loggie to the hospital today and although we hoped we’d have more answers for you all we don’t yet. They are definitely going to go ahead with radiation. They have proposed a full brain and spine radiation. We are a bit concerned about the risks of doing that and don’t know if we agree with it. The other option is just to radiate the postier fossa (or back half of her brain) where most of the disease is. Either way we are thinking that we will have to begin with a surgery before we do anything to alleviate some of the pressure from the tumor in the brainstem. The surgeon is going to call me to discuss when he gets home on Saturday. We will be having a spinal MRI and a spinal tap next week to see if there is any new cells in the spine…and today she got a couple of hours of fluids which seemed to help her feel better. Hopefully we won’t have to go back to the hospital for the weekend but that will depend on her eating and drinking. Thank you all for your prayer and beautiful words of support and kindness. This is an incredibly difficult time and we know that the weeks and months ahead are going to be more of the same…but hearing from you all has helped to give us a bit of a boost. We have been doing this for a very long time and sometimes staying positive is getting a bit harder. We are trying very hard not to lose our momentum and having your support has helped.

I will keep you all posted as updates arise.

Love to you all

The Lays

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