Of Life, Lists, And Too Many Appointments

This past week, we finally finished up all of Chase’s follow up appointments from his January MRI.  I never get tired of seeing him interact with his doctors. This time, he brought his St. Baldrick’s cape (a gift from the staff for his ambassador year) and his new Spider-Man mask. He ran through the halls saying “Zoom! Pow!” until he tired of people talking to him, and then, stripping off his costume, he lurked in the clinic doorway and made silly faces at any doctors or nurses he saw in the hallway.  He also tried very hard to tell one of the doctors the new “knock-knock” joke he’d just learned from his kindergarten teacher (“Orange you glad I didn’t say ‘banana’?) and it was something of a fruit basket upset that was pure awesome and complete Chase. Life is never dull, that’s for sure.

Despite the good results of his January MRI, there are several continuing issues. After two years of stability, Chase’s hearing loss has gotten worse. Also, his growth has almost completely fallen off the charts – introducing conversations about the potential need for growth hormones. This is something for which Chase is potentially an excellent candidate, but something that also holds a very real threat of secondary cancers. (deep breath and lots of prayer…)

Before the end of July, Chase needs to do the following:

  • Have two separate surgeries on both of his eyes to remove treatment-induced cataracts that will leave him with the eyes of a 45-year-old (even after the surgery)
  • Have an echo to check his heart for chemo damage
  • Have a bone scan to check the age of his bones (a prerequisite for the growth hormone discussion)
  • Have a consult with his ENT to determine if he needs surgery to remove his ear tubes (they’ve been in for two years now and are showing signs of wear in his ears)
  • Possibly have an ear surgery
  • Have another audiology test to determine if he needs some type of hearing assistance 
  • Have blood work done for at least two of his doctors
  • Have a full brain/spine MRI
  • Meet with his neuro-oncology team
  • Meet with his neurosurgeon
  • Meet with his endocrinologist

And all of this is in addition to the behavior therapy consultations he needs, the IEP meetings, and the weekly speech, occupational, and physical therapy needs.

What a laundry list. I spent nearly three hours on the phone one morning just setting up appointments and coordinating with hospital staff and dates.  Currently, my calendar makes me want to go hide somewhere.

The danger in making a list public is that someone always has a longer and more complicated inventory of things to accomplish. Maybe it’s you. Maybe you’re looking at my “Chase list” and thinking: “Wow, she has no idea…” – and you’d probably be right, but I made this list up and wrote about it for two reasons…well, three, really.  

  1. Pray for us. The decisions ahead regarding growth hormone are not to be taken lightly and feel like some of the most weighty things we’ve talked about since the decision to radiate Chase’s brain.
  2. God is faithful. I need to remember this when I look at all the next few months will hold. He’s seen us through this far and He’s not about to stop now.
  3. Hug a cancer survivor.  Today, please.  This is what “survival” looks like. It’s a weird medical purgatory where you’re not really in treatment, but you’re definitely not out of needing help either.  So hug them close and tell them they’re amazing because the battle wounds are real and never quite go away.

Tying it in: Chase’s appointment list reminds me of my life. Too much, too complicated, too crazy… How do I reconcile all the broken? How do I best understand what God wants for me? …for our family? This is the moment by moment nature of it all. I need to lean in; seek Him. Thankfully, He isn’t done with me yet. …with any of us yet. The list is in His hands; life is in His hands.

And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.” Philippians 1:6 

Moment by moment…

{Below: some pictures from our clinic day at the hospital}

Calmly, the super hero makes his way through the metropolis...
Calmly, the super hero makes his way through the metropolis…
Chase taking a "selfie" with his Nurse Wendy, our family's brain tumor coordinator and a part of our heart.
Chase taking a “selfie” with his Nurse Wendy, our family’s brain tumor coordinator and a part of our heart.
Chase and his friend, Matthew, meet up and play "got your nose" in the Crowne Sky Garden after their appointments.
Chase and his friend, Matthew, meet up and play “got your nose” in the Crowne Sky Garden after their appointments.

Take Off The Bag

Sixteen of Chase’s every twenty-four hours are spent attached to an IV bag. This bag, its carrying case and the pump weigh about as much as he does (when the bag is full) and he must drag it behind him everywhere he goes. In addition to the weight, the cord has a short range, so he can only walk about two feet before it pulls and strains; reminding him to pick up the burdensome piece again. The moment it beeps (a notification that the cycle is complete) is the happiest moment of his day and as soon as he’s detached, he immediately starts running and jumping…two things he really can’t do without causing harm when the bag is on.

However, there was a day last week when the IV pump notified it’s completion, and instead of the jubilant “My baggy’s done!!” that I usually hear, there was silence. I went to him and said “Chase, your bag is done! Do you want me to take it off for you?” He sighed and said “Not right now, Mom. I’m playing…maybe later.” He had become so engrossed in his play that he was no longer energized to remove that awful shackle of a bag.

And I suddenly saw myself in this encounter…

How often I struggle with fear and sin that -with God’s help- I could lay aside! I could find peace, find rest, and be free of whatever burden holds me. He comes to me, much as I came to Chase and says “It is finished, this can be removed…will you let me do that for you?” …yet in my foolishness, I am content to play while my worry and fear is attached to my very life vein because I am too preoccupied to see that He stands there -more able than I will ever be- ready to remove it.

“…let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:1b-2

Take off the bag. It is finished.

Moment by moment.

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Something I Read

This summer, I have been reading through Comforts from the Cross: Celebrating the Gospel One Day at a Time, by Elyse M. Fitzpatrick.   Though I’m not finished yet, I wouldn’t hesitate to highly recommend this book.

Here’s a small section from what I read today.  It was so beautiful in it’s intensity and challenging to me that I wanted to share it with you.

“Shake off your boredom and apathy.  God’s love for you is fierce, self-afflicting, white-hot, life-transforming.  The goal of this love is that you may be called God’s daughter, God’s son.  All this pain and grief is bent in on one primary goal: your adoption and His eventual praise.  Your relationship with the Creator of all there is has been secured by the blood and tears of love’s delight.  Your Father is no longer far off, no longer a stranger, no longer a judge.  Now He’s your Father.”

“See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are. The reason why the world does not know us is that it did not know him. Beloved, we are God’s children now, and what we will be has not yet appeared; but we know that when he appears we shall be like him, because we shall see him as he is. And everyone who thus hopes in him purifies himself as he is pure.” 1 John 3:1-3, ESV
If you want to know more about Elyse M. Fitzpatrick and her writing, you can start here.  Please hear my heart on this though …  this isn’t an endorsement, advertising, or a book review.  What I’m sharing  is completely something that was on my own heart and mind from my morning reading.
What is the Lord teaching you?