The first picture was taken a year and a half ago, and no, Brian and Kyle have not shrunk!
Brian, Micah, Noah, Kyle
Brian, Micah, Noah, Kyle
Great Graduation Weekend
We had an incredible weekend in Chattanooga at my graduation from Covenant College. It was full of family, friends, a great ceremony and great new memories. I will post more later about it.
Graduation and Life
Some of you may not know that Laura is going to graduate with her masters in educational administration from Covenant College at Lookout Mountain, Georgia this Saturday. We will travel Friday and enjoy the festivities on Saturday. What an amazing milestone, especially what Laura’s had to battle this past year and a half. The boys and I are very proud of her for pushing through and not giving up in the midst of challenging circumstances.
We’ve celebrated the one-year anniversary of Laura’s bone marrow transplant and now we gear up for another celebration. As I’ve thought through the past year, I find myself grateful and amazed. At the same time, I’ve also had moments of tears. I took Laura out to dinner to celebrate her transplant anniversary and we were reminiscing about what life was like last year. She shared, “Remember when I had to carry around that backpack of fluid 24 hours a day and I had to take it to the restroom and had to sleep with it.” Some things I forget but some things I remember very well. What I do remember is putting all my energy into feeling hopeful and not giving up. One year later though, I’m finding that I still have some grieving to do about that time. So Sunday morning I spent about 15 minutes just crying and remembering how at times I felt very scared and sad.
I share that to let you know how Laura and I sometimes feel but also to teach you about how people grieve through painful and stressful situations. Sometimes our hearts can’t take everything at once so a we divert to a later time. Even a year later I still feel some pain. I’ll drive by the hospital sometimes and get tears in my eyes. Recently Micah and I were sitting at a Starbucks outside (imagine ME sitting at a Starbucks? 
). I asked Micah how he feels when he looks at the hospital which we could see from where we were sitting. He said he feels sad for mom and what she had to go through. We spent a little time talking about that and remembering. We need to do that occasionally just to keep close accounts on our hearts and make sure we grieve. I’ve been struggling with a lot of anger lately and part of it is related to keeping up with my emotions.
So the next time you go through a difficult time and it passes and you are thinking about it a year later, don’t be surprised if you need to take some time and cry. Crying and worshiping God are one of the most important ways to take care of our hearts well. Thanks as always for your responses to these entries and your encouraging words. You help lighten our hearts and remind us of how valued and loved we are. We love you!
Brad
Everything Looks Good…
At least that’s what my nurse said when she left a message. So I guess all of the big stuff is fine. No small feat. I really want to talk to someone and get the real numbers on a few items. I want to see if my liver function has improved at all. There is another number that tells how well my immune system is functioning. When this number dips below 500, it is dangerous for a patient to be exposed to anything in the environment that could make them sick. At my 3 month check-up this number was 40, and it was up to 170 at my 6th month check-up. I haven’t heard yet where this is. They also checked my thyroid functioning and different hormone levels. No results yet.
At the clinic last week, they took a bone density test. I did very well on this before my transplant, and I thought that maybe all of the chemo would have damaged my bones significantly; however, I was still off the charts on bone density (120th percentile). The doctor said that I would have to live to be 130 before I would show signs of osteoporosis. Maybe this is why I have never broken any bones – considering the daredevil lifestyle that I live.
The doctor continued to remind me that although all of this is good news, we still need to wait for a few more years to consider me cured. Most experts say 5 years without relapse can be considered a cure. The form of leukemia I have is particularly difficult to keep in remission when you are diagnosed after age 15. When I went for my original consult, they said that I probably had less than a 25% chance of beating the cancer without a bone marrow transplant. It was a difficult decision to make to go ahead and have the transplant. Many people die from the complications. Only about 50% make it to the one year mark. Overall, the transplant has given me about a 45% chance of not relapsing. Although I always remember that my story is not everyone else’s story and that I am a statistic of one. I either make it or I don’t (100% or 0%).
In many ways it is out of my hands. You don’t get leukemia from lifestyle choices, and I really feel that I have had some of the best medical care available. God knows exactly what my future holds, and I refuse to waste today by stressing about what might be in the future. Death is not the worst thing to face. It is the inevitable. The worst is to die without knowing what it feels to really be loved by God.
Thanks for reading my ramblings. I am going to post some crazy pictures. My hair keeps growing, and somehow I find myself missing bald – No planning what to do with my hair. Now I have to think about it.
Laura
Micah and Noah - The best boys in the world
Noah is taller than me now
The boys and Scout
One Year After Transplant
I went to have all of my one year tests done last Wednesday, but the results haven’t come in yet. My nurse, Lisa, said to call in on Monday.
The kids at school made me awesome anniversary cards. I will have to post some of my favorites here tomorrow.
The boys made a video to send in for a contest to win $10,000 toward paying off my student loans. The deadline is tomorrow, so I am sure that we won’t win. Here is the link if you want to see the video.
http://tuition-tales.com/video-contest-entry-profile.asp?vid=719B81164C914337ABE82EFF470B452C
Laura
Micah and Noah
A Big Thank You on Laura’s Anniversary
Many of you remember that today is the one-year anniversary of Laura’s bone marrow transplant. We are so grateful for how God has continued to heal Laura and sustain her.
This past week I attended a Mobilization to End Poverty conference. During a workshop on The Economy and Poverty, one of the speakers shared about a new way for people to help each other through economically difficult times. He encourages what he calls “Common Security Clubs” where part of what takes place is a commitment from a group of believers to mutually aid one another in difficult times financially. As he spoke, I was reminded that this already existed in our lives here in Indianapolis. While we faced many challenges financially while Laura was going through the heaviest parts of her treatment, God provided through family and friends like you. Many of you gave money to help us, gas cards, meals, groceries, extra little gifts like Starbucks cards, among other things. I remember the many cards and posters hand made by kids from The Oaks Academy. I also remember the women who came and cleaned our home several times and the many ways people let us know they were praying for us.
As the workshop came to a close, I raised my hand and shared my story of what God did for us when Laura was ill. The speakers and the people at the workshop were moved and encouraged. I share this to say that I want to say thank you once again to all of you for your generous love and support through a difficult year last year. We could not have made it through without all of you. We look back upon the year with fond memories, all memories you created. We love you and praise God for His great love for us. We pray one day we can give to you as you have given to us.
With great gratitude in our hearts,
Brad (for Laura and the boys)
Another Month of Health
My appointment with the doctor last week was fairly uneventful. All of the blood counts looked good, and my hemoglobin was the best it has ever been. Most of the discussion with my doctor focused on what was going to be done during my next appointment. It will be my one year check-up. I have all kinds of checks at that time – regular blood counts, thyroid, various hormones, cholesterol, checking whose cells I have in my blood, seeing how strong my white cells are, etc. If everything looks good, they will discontinue my last two medicines. I will also have to get reimmunized from all the childhood diseases that I don’t have immunities for anymore. They are not going to make me have a bone marrow biopsy, and for this, I am glad. Not only are these painful, but they are expensive. I look at this as a good sign, since they would probably make me have one if they were concerned.
May 1st will be my one year anniversary for my transplant. I hope that maybe I will be able to send a more personal note to my donor to thank him for playing a huge part in extending my life!
My crazy hair is growing back in. I think that my next post might be about my hair woes.
Laura
Numerous Items to Update
Time keeps flying by and I keep wishing that I had wonderful, inspiring things to share with you all in an interesting and witty way. I don’t, so I will just share what has been going on in my life right now. My next appointment at the bone marrow clinic will be next Wednesday. It will be almost 11 months since my transplant. Here is the short version of some Grammer happenings.
I sequestered myself for many of my nonworking hours during January and February and completed my last class, including a 22 page research paper, toward my Masters degree. I tried for a C but got an A-. For a moment I was mad since I thought it might be pity points for kicking cancer AND completing my field experience in educational leadership, but I decided not to let it bother me. The program at Covenant College is so awesome, and I learned so much even if I couldn’t put my best on paper.
I am going to Chattanooga, TN to walk in my graduation ceremony at the beginning of May. I am very excited! My family, including my mom, dad, sister and Aunt Laura are going with me! Fun road trip.
I took the Praxis II in Educational Administration and Supervision last Saturday. I don’t have to pass it to graduate, so I didn’t study. I do want to pass it, but I have to wait 4 weeks to find out if I did. It seemed a little easy. Either I was really prepared by my classwork and job experiences, or I fell for that trick answer they put in there on the multiple choice questions. It’s a toss up.
I celebrated my sister’s 40th birthday. My sister, Jen, is one of the most awesome people I know. She is 15 months younger than me and the best sister one could ever have. She was at the hospital with me all the time when I was sick. She brought me Thai food in the hospital when I couldn’t stomach cafeteria food anymore. She stayed with me on Sunday nights for months while Brad and the boys went to church. We watched Antiques Roadshow and strange movies together. She was encouraging and up when I was depressed. She is so many amazing things for so many people, and I am honored to have her as a sister. Happy birthday, Jen!
Fighting cancer has given me a different outlook on life. Sometimes I notice that I am a little softer and calmer towards people, because I choose not to let little things bother me as much. Other times I notice that I have conjured up some strange fearless, fighting spirit that I didn’t know I had. The boys were attacked walking home from school last week. A couple of high school kids stalked them on the way home from school, threatening them and screaming obscenities at them. I figured that they couldn’t be as bad as cancer, even though in our neighborhood they probably carry guns, so the dog and I walked the streets until we found them. I gave them a few words of warning they probably won’t soon forget. As they tried to slink into their house one asked, “Does that dog bite?”
“Oh, yes he does,” I answered.
“I am afraid of dogs,” he countered, running up on the porch.
Our good friend Brian moved in until September. We all love having him here as he is doing all of the dishes and laundry (and vacuuming and cleaning bathrooms) as well as keeping us in stitches with laughter. Everyone should have a Brian in their lives.
I need to exercise, eat better, and wear sunscreen. I want to listen to Jesus more. I want to give more and be an encouragement to others. These are my prayers for the future.
I will try to remember to post an update from my appointment next week.
Love,
Laura
Counts Holding Steady
I went to the doctor on Wednesday and the doctor said that my blood counts look perfect! That is good news. No need to come back for 6 weeks! That is the longest stretch that I have gone without seeing a doctor in a long time.
My blood pressure was up again. I want to get it back under control, but a few circumstances are keeping me from doing everything I can about that. I have been fighting a cold and taking plenty of medicine for it. Those medicines are not supposed to be good for your blood pressure. Also, I have been spending every free minute of my days trying to complete my last class. I have written many papers, created a variety of charts and am assembling the notebook that I have to send to my professor. Right now I am completing a 15 page literature review about educational leadership this weekend. I am procrastinating by updating the blog.
I have an appointment to get my hair cut (more like clipped an eensy bit) on Tuesday to celebrate finishing my big paper. I am very nervous about this, but I think it is about time. We will see if I can lose the hat.
Love you all!
Laura
A Snow Day
The school where I work (and the boys attend) had a snow day today due to the 8 inches of snow Indianapolis got overnight. I am resting, because I think I feel a cold coming on – scratchy throat, stuffy nose, headache. Praying it is nothing worse.
So while I relax, I am going to look at a few pictures from Mexico and remember the warmth.
Laura
Sunset from the palapa
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Relaxing in the villa
