One of the first thoughts that I had following The Boy's diagnosis was that I'm going to be a "cancer mom" for a really long time. Technically forever, but at some point the responsibility will shift more to The Boy in terms of his follow-up. Everything takes on a new meaning when you're a cancer mom. Sometimes it is also easy to forget that children go through certain trials whether or not they are being treated for cancer.
For example, The Boy has had a few puking episodes this week and currently has a bit of a runny nose. He's teething. But he has cancer and is on chemo--is it the chemo or the teeth that are causing him to be a major grouch-man? I can't tell. Most moms wonder which tooth it is.
I look forward to surgery, because it's one more milestone. Most moms look forward to walking, running, and better table manners.
I am pleased with The Boy's table manners, even given the circumstances.
Some moms second-guess the pediatrician. I second-guessed the oncologist when I thought that they should have given The Boy neupogen before the surgery was to happen. She said that there was just no way to know, even though I knew that his levels were not done dropping. More to the point, as my mother said, Neupogen is a very expensive medication, and insurance won't cover it until it is REALLY low.
Falling asleep...baby on me...it's contagious!