This past week with Jesse has been an up and down roller coaster. By Wednesday, we had not had a successful number 2 since Friday. This was making her dad and I very nervous. One of Jesse’s symptoms prior to diagnosis was constipation. I had been giving her Miralax since Sunday, and having not gone by Wednesday I was a little concerned.
By Wednesday afternoon, Jesse was obviously not feeling good because everything was wrong. I told her it was time to exorcise the “demons.” I know it sounds awful but being yelled at for everything and demanded to be held all the time, takes a toll.
Jesse realized from my tone that she had pushed my last button, and when we stopped at the store, all she said was “I’m sorry mommy.”
We got her a suppository, and that instantly fixed the problem. Immediately Jesse felt better, and life has returned to as normal as we are ever going to be.
This morning we took Jesse to church. After the first hymn, she clapped and asked if it was time to go to breakfast (I gave her a banana before we left home.). During the rest of the service we tried to get her to whisper when she spoke, but no go. She tried to get us to let her go give people a hug. This was her little trick to see if we’d let her get down so she could run free. After communion she took to banging the communion cups together. During children’s church the minister tried to trick them both, but Christine was paying attention. She told him that he was April Fooling.
Her dad and I did tear up watching the girls walk up to sit with the minister during children’s church. This time last year Jesse was receiving the last dose of high powered chemo and 4 days from her stem cell transplant, which was the hardest part of treatment for her. Today we get to celebrate by eating at Chili’s and raising money to help with cancer research. I thank God for letting me keep her.