Nolan. Many of you already know who he is, others of you will only recognize this button that has resided on my sidebar for 3 years.
Until today. Today I’m taking the button off my site because….
This video tells the story way better than I could.
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Watching that video just now was not so easy for me. Those were hard, hard days in the beginning. Cancer touched us all in a new way. Nolan was still a toddler when he was diagnosed with leukemia 3 years ago. After 3 grueling years of chemotherapy, steroids, blood tests, house arrest (usually on the holidays), infusions, spinal taps and so, so much more, he is finally done with the chemotherapy treatments! He no longer has leukemia and he is free to go on and live life to the fullest.
I couldn’t be more proud of his parents who have weathered this storm with bravery and grace. And I couldn’t be more proud of Nolan. You are the real super-hero buddy!
It feels a little strange to be back here, I haven’t written a real post in… well, a really long time. I did not intend to take an extended break from the blog, but then life happened. A lot of little things all added up to weeks and weeks away from the computer.
But I’m back! Ish. Here is how it all played out:
First was the infamous knee surgery. (if you are squeemish, you might want to scroll by this one quickly)
Back in 2008 my ACL was replaced but my knee never really recovered. We tried physical therapy, shots, creams, meds; nothings seemed to help. So my doctor determined that my body was rejecting the metal hardware that was installed to keep the new ACL in place. Since the bone had grown over the graft, making it secure, the hardware was no longer needed. While taking out the hardware (pictured above), he would look around and see if he could find any other problems. It turns out, missing cartilage was the other problem. I still don’t fully understand what he did to fix the cartilage but he did…something painful.
Logically, I knew it was going to be a tough recovery but for some strange reason I thought I would be up to writing right away. Not so. The pain killers left me barely grasping at reality for about a week and not long after I went back to work. I feel as though I’ve been playing catch-up ever since. The meds also tore up my stomach and left me with no appetite. That means, no cooking. No real cooking for over a month. A whole bunch of pro-biotics later, I’m finally eating real food again.
The good news is that my knee gets a little better every week. Next week I should be cleared to begin physical therapy, which I’m both excited for and dreading at the same time.
Next came my much anticipated vacation to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. It was my first time in South Carolina and while I didn’t find much of interest in Myrtle Beach, the day we spent in Charleston was so much fun. I loved strolling those historical streets and looking at buildings that were part of the very birth of our nation.
We also visited the Boone plantation just outside of Charleston. It was so fascinating and so disturbing all at once. One of the most eye-opening spots on the plantation is a row of small wooden cabins where the “elite” slaves of the plantation lived. In each building was a tv monitor that told a different story of slavery: how many slaves lived per building, their religious practices, their work, their eventual emancipation. It’s such an ugly part of our history but so important that we do not forget so that we never repeat it.
When I got back home to Northern California, it was time to celebrate Easter and the resurrection of Christ. We spent a whole glorious day eating great food, lounging on the porch, spending time together as a family. It was a beautiful, beautiful day.
Tonight was my first trek back into the kitchen, mostly prepping some veggies for the next week. But it’s a start.