Monday, May 12, 2008

What a yucky day!



YOU CALL THIS SPRING????  It's 50 degrees and raining at the beach today :(  I did not want to even get out of the house.  Carson's class had a Mother's Day Tea!  It was really sweet and Carson sang songs and made some really cute things like a napkin ring, a placemat and a cute pic of me, when my hair was long he informs me :)  If I could have one single wish during all this crap, it would be that he would not see me sick.  I don't want him to remember his Mommy  like that and I don't even know how to tell a 6 year old ( and a smart one at that) how and what Mommy is going through.  I know, I am worrying about something that has not happened yet.  
Here are some pictures from our day :)

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

OMG those are the cutest pictures! Thank you for all the work you do in putting great pics in your blog!
I love that Carson is giving you crap about your haircut! Too funny.

I was looking on the internets :-) for info about telling your kids...looks like you are doing the right thing!

Here is a link from ABC News that tells about this:
"The child who's five or six or seven, we usually ask women to describe her breast cancer and need for treatment in age-appropriate or developmentally appropriate terms. So many patients tell their children Mom has a boo-boo; Mom has a little bump; Mom's going to the doctor, and she's going to get good medicine, and she's going to feel just fine. The small child actually needs nothing more than that kind of information."

And here is one from CNN that talks about it too.

Here is a link from the American Cancer Society about talking to your family about the C word that is so long I couldn't read it all! But it does seem to have a lot of good information, like special cases and such.

And here is a PDF document that looks really good too.

If none of that works, well, you know my answer to everything: Counseling! :-)

Suzanne Smith said...

YOU ARE THE BEST!! Thank you for being my #1 FAN :)

Silverbird said...

My mother lived 26 years after having two mastectomies. She remarried at 69 and lived ten happy years with that husband. That was with treatments available in the 1980s.

I would not tell your young child much in the way of details beyond what is going on the the present, if you need to rest or feel ill, etc. Woat could he do if he knew the entire story -- nothing more than what he will do anyway as a loving child. Besides, if he is like other children in similar situations, he will come up to this situation and out of this might gain even more empathy and tenderness, etc., for having gone through this with you.

Anticipation somehow seems worse than the way reality turns out in these areas. Good luck and good health and wishing you many long years ahead.