Long overdue update

Hello out there.  It's been a long time since our blog had been updated so sit back, grab your beverage of choice for whatever time of day it is when you start to read this and enjoy.  Jasper has had a great few weeks of treatment.  The only issue we still normally have is putting the Emla cream on.  He doesn't like that much yet, and I'm not quite certain why.....?  but after that is on, he never flinches when they access his port, or when they take the needle out at the end either.  He's becoming a real trooper.

Hard to believe that it's almost been a year since we first learned of those horrible (when put together) 3 letters of the alphabet.  (M.P.S.)  It was last April when we first found out Jasper has some form of Muccopolysacharidosis.  Last spring/summer was crazy busy with visiting all the specialists for baseline testing.  Now, I guess we need to prepare for the yearly follow up with all of those specialists again.

Most recently, Jasper had a follow up opthamology appointment as well as a visit with the cornea surgeon.  We had seen the opthamologist in October already after only a week or two of treatment.  At that point she noted some cloudiness in Jasper's corneas, hence the suggestion to meet the surgeon, as one day it may be necessary for Jasper to have a transplant in this area.
We were surprised (as was the eye doctor herself) to hear her say that she was thinking his eyes didn't look as cloudy as they were in October!  That would be amazing to believe.  Almost too good to be true.  Naglazyme has never shown any concrete results to say that it could reverse the effect of corneal clouding, so I think that is what's keeping me from believing it's true.  I'd like to with all my heart and soul, but I believe we need to take that information with a grain of salt.  She was never able to actually measure the amount of 'cloud' back in October cause she couldn't get her gauge to work quick enough before Jasper would flinch and she'd have to start over.  Therefore, all she has to go on is her recollection and her notes that she made compared to what she saw this week.  Don't get me wrong, I still see it as a positive because at the very least, she didn't say they've gotten worse.

In addition to that benefit, we do have one measurable improvement that can be 'taken to the bank'.  Weekly at the ERT appointments, they do their best to get a urine sample from Jasper.  Beginning back in April, before treatment started.  I asked our Dr to chart the results for us and the chart revealed that since starting treatment the GAG levels in his urine have dropped by almost 70% down to just over what a normal 3 year old without MPS would measure and has stabilized there.  What this means is, while the drug isn't PERFECT at removing the GAG waste, it is helping immensly.  Almost enough to the point where there should be no more than normal waste buildup in organs, bones, corneas etc.

Aside from that, there aren't any noticable changes in J.  We had our kids ability initial visit in February as well, and they have recommended monthly physio and occupational therapy visits just to monitor, advise and help keep his joints moving well.

The HIGHLIGHT of our February by far though was the tour East on the 401.  Primary destination Campbellford ON with a stop over in Bowmanville.  Many of you know, there are 2 other cases of MPS in Ontario.  Justin is 30 years old and lives in Bowmanville with his parents.  We have been email and Facebook conversing with him over the past months, but took the opportunity to go and meet with him and his mom last weekend.  He is a fantastic individual, and I'm amazed at how well he's fought MPS VI in his 30 years.  It was very good to finally meet him in person.

After a good visit and a few photos, we loaded back up in the van and headed further East to Campbellford.  We've met Isaac and the McFadyen family a couple times already and as most of you know too, the amazing history between our families that exists beyond that.  We accomplished a lot during this overnight stay in their home, but perhaps the most important thing we did was further secure our friendship and our deep ties.

All 5 kids played exceptionally well together all weekend.  Both indoors and out.  The parents got lots of opportunity to share and swap more stories and tales and advice regarding our 2 affected boys.  Pam and I are very honoured that they have asked us to join their foundation officially as board members.  So watch out we now have even more purpose to ask you for fundraising dollars:-)
And speaking of fundraising.....It's going to be a busy summer/fall.  Stayed tuned and check back often for the next post which will contain and detail the coming events.
Take care everyone.
God bless.

Words from Grandma Kate

Grandma wanted to post something on our blog for everyone to read, so I'll add that in a minute.  First I wanted to say, I can't believe it's been more than a month since I last posted on the blog.  And here we are in the new year.  Welcome 2012.  I hope we don't have near the shocks and surprises we had in 2011.  At least not the same kind.
There's not a lot of change, and not a lot to really update.  Jasper is still taking his treatments well.  Still no negative reactions to the drug itself, thank goodness.  He still varies week to week on how well he handles process(es).  Somedays he allows the Emla cream to go on really well, and others, he has to be 'held down' while in tears when it goes on.  I wish he could understand what the cream was for, so that he'd realize the next step would be much more painful without it.  But all in all, for his age, I think he's doing amazingly well with it all.
Last week we had a different nurse, than our usual 'Cathy', and she wasn't familiar with our 'routine' so we ended up being there for an extra hour longer than usual which was frustrating, but Jasper had a rare nap while we were there too which helped pass some time for all of us.
Christmas is now past, it was a wild time at our house.  Santa was generous (I think) and the kids are having fun with their new 'toys'.
I'll leave you now with some words from Grandma Kate.  Take care everyone.  God bless!

This past Wednesday I went with Darren and Jasper to the Children's Hospital in London. It was a moving experience. Wednesday must be IV day because I think that every child there was hooked up to one.

I was very proud of both of "my" boys. Darren knows the routine down pat and was able to help get Jasper ready for the infusion. He was so calm and tender with Jasper. Jasper strutted into the hospital and knew just where he was going and what happened at each stage. He popped up on his bed at 10:45 and stayed there until his infusion was done at 5:00 p.m. The only time he put up any fuss was when the port was put in and taken out, both of which procedures are painful. The rest of the time he played games, listened to stories, napped and taught Grandma how to play Angry Birds. He's a trooper.

 I came away with an overwhelming sense of gratitude: grateful that there is an enzyme replacement therapy available for Jasper and that he can take it without any ill effects, grateful that his family lives close enough to a facility where he can get the treatment, grateful for the facility and the people there to administer the ERT, incredibly grateful that Jasper has a family willing and able to make the sacrifice to get him his treatment, grateful to communities and friends who help pay the travel expenses, and tremendously grateful to live in a province which funds a weekly treatment that costs nearly $5,000 each week.

Grandma Kate

Routine.......???

Is there ever such a thing in life, and could we now consider ourselves into one of some sort?  I'm not sure yet but it's starting to feel like it, perhaps.
Hockey practice 3 times a week, 2 of which grandma's and grandpa's have been VERY helpful in getting Clayton to and from, dance 2 times a week, again, credit grandma with getting Daphnie to and from at least one of those sessions.  This has become fairly 'routine'.
Jasper has now had 6 successful infusion treatments.  Successful in that there have been no significant drug related side effects.  While risking a 'jinx' on the success we've had so far, I have to say, I think yesterday was the best one up until now as far as Jasper's co-operation and 'willingness'.  He still put up a bit of a battle while taking his pre-meds, but as soon as he decided to take them, they were gone in no time.  No tears!  Then when it came time to access the port this time, we must have done a better job at distracting him, because he only flinched.  Again, no tears!  After that, we're back to games, books, tv etc etc to keep busy for the next 5 hours.
We also went back to the audiologist yesterday because we are getting a little stressed with hearing "what?  What?  What mommy?"  And constantly having to repeat ourselves.  The audiologist did some tests to assess his hearing ability, but right from looking into his ears, she could see some redness and noted there was definitely a buildup of fluid behind both drums.  As we suspected, she confirmed that is hearing was definitely impaired. 
I will note, that this is most likely unrelated to MPS.  Very common in kids, the fluid just doesn't drain like it should all the time.
After a few more minutes of games (tests) she determines that when bypassing the eardrums, he hears just fine.  She'll pass the info on to our Dr, and if she decides to a refer us to an ear, nose and throat Dr, she may, otherwise we'll try and let it pass on it's own, and return to audiology in a couple months time.
We have also seen the opthamalogist recently too, and she has confirmed that he definitely has some corneal clouding already.  Not severe yet, in which case they'd recommend corneal transplants.  So hopefully the ERT will help prevent any furthur clouding.
So, all in all, things have been going okay for us.  We've started to see some results from his treatments, his hair is much softer, he's lost 1" from his abdomen, and he's grown 1" since mid September.  Most importantly the GAG (waste) levels in his urine have decreased significantly.  Since we started seeing the geneticist (April) until the time he started treatments (October) his GAG levels have ranged from 22 - 64.  'Normal' range is 0.3 - 13.  After 4 weeks of treatment he measured 16.  This is very significant because there is that much less waste now being stored in organs, bones and corneas.
Think that's it for now.  Except to say again, thank you to everyone for thoughts and prayers.  We are still in awe of the love and support we've had and continue to see from people.  The fundraising dinner Pam's ball team put on was an amazing success.  This weekend the curling club in Palmerston is holding a "More Than Just a Spiel" spiel to help "Take Out MPS VI".  Both draws are full which is great, and it should be a fun night.  In a couple weeks "What's the Occasion" and "Norsco Sports" are having a sale and charity bbq where part of the proceeds are going to help Jasper and us through his treatments as well.
Cannot say thank you enough to everyone, but we'll keep trying :-)
Love from the Mores

Busy October news

October has been a pretty “crazy train” to say the least.  I apologize for not keeping the blog as current as I should be.

Beginning with the first day of October, we were fortunate enough to attend the Isaac Foundation’s Gala For a Cure.  This was truly an awesome event and we were fortunate to be accompanied by all our parents and Braden too.  It was very nice to have them go with us and support us as well as the Isaac Foundation charity.  Sitting in a ballroom filled with people who were all there for the same reason was truly inspiring.  We had a great meal, and then there were some nice words said.  Andrew honoured our family, by introducing Jasper and our family and telling everyone a little bit about our journey so far, and the struggle we had to obtain the funding for Jasper’s treatments.  He then turned the microphone over to Pam as she had written a few words as well.  Here I have included the wonderful speech she (with a little help) put together and did great job of telling:

“It was only April of this year when we heard the three letters that would forever change our world – MPS.  These three letters were something we had never heard before our son Jasper’s diagnosis. We struggled to understand their meaning and to figure out how we were going to deal with all of the information and emotions that were suddenly and quite unexpectedly thrown our way.  All of a sudden, when we looked at the face of our beautiful little boy, we no longer saw what we had seen even the day before but now we found ourselves searching his precious face, body and movements for signs and clues, analyzing his every move and word to see if we could pinpoint which type we were dealing with and how severe and quickly the disease was progressing.  We were plagued with feelings of helplessness and confusion, guilt and despair. 

It was mid July after many blood tests, urine tests, a skin biopsy, DNA mapping and many emotion-filled weeks of waiting when we were told that Jasper in fact had MPS type VI.  Our team of Doctors sent us home that afternoon with stacks of information and so many thoughts and questions swirling around in our heads it was extremely overwhelming.  When I sat down to read some of the information, I discovered at the top of one page they had handwritten a website – www.theisaacfoundation.com  I immediately pulled up the website and as they say – the rest is history!  It took me 2 or 3 attempts before I could complete an email to contact The Isaac Foundation as with each attempt came a flood of tears and emotion.  When I finally forced myself to send that first email the response I received was filled with nothing but compassion, support and encouragement.  I began asking both Andrew and Ellen a multitude of questions and their every response was brimming with wonderful information, guidance and a positive outlook.   

We immediately began the process for applying for funding to cover the Enzyme Replacement Therapy that is available for MPS type VI.  On one hand our doctors were telling us there was treatment available but on the other hand it looked like obtaining the necessary funding was going to be very difficult.  We felt sick.  We knew in our hearts we wouldn`t stop fighting until we had the answer we wanted and funding for Jasper was approved but at the same time we didn`t know where to start.  This is when we turned again to The Isaac Foundation for advice.  There are 2 statements that come to my mind whenever I think back to July and early August and our initial conversations.  The first is an email from Andrew in which he told us `rest assured you WILL get treatment paid for here in Ontario.  Isaac has set a precedent and they cannot deny a patient treatment that is already being given to another child in the province given that they suffer from the same disease`.  The second statement came from Ellen when she responded to an email with `We will do everything we can to help and trust me, my husband is a very determined man!’

It was mid August when we began to realize the true magnitude of Andrew`s determination.  Our initial application to the Ontario Ministry of Health for funding had been denied and we were nothing short of devastated.  We knew we could appeal this decision but were concerned that alone wasn`t going to be enough.  We didn`t have to express our concerns to The Isaac Foundation, as they had already anticipated our thoughts and had begun working on a press release the day before to spread the word.  You see it isn`t only determination that Andrew seems to possess but to Ellen’s email I would add the traits of dedication, knowledge and compassion as well.  The positive manner in which he kept pushing and encouraging us throughout the entire funding application process was nothing shy of amazing.  Without the Isaac Foundation we would have lost. 

One other moment along our funding application journey really sticks out in my head.  It was Wednesday evening of the week we had been denied by the government and I was chatting on the phone with Andrew and expressing some of my concerns and frustrations.  He was doing a great job of trying to keep me positive but I am not sure I was buying it at that point.  All of a sudden he said to me “hey, would you like to talk with Isaac?”  I most readily agreed and on to the phone came the happiest “Hi Pam!”  Isaac and I chatted for a couple of moments and then I asked him if he knew he had amazing parents?  He let out a bit of a sigh and said “I know, I’ve heard that before”!   I am not sure anyone realizes how much that short conversation did for me.  It picked up my spirits and gave me the encouragement and boost I truly needed at that point in time.  To hear Isaac so happy and full of life reminded me of exactly what we were fighting for. 

It is now October and when we look back on the roller coaster ride we have been on since that day in April we are amazed at how far we have come. We have had numerous ups and downs in the past few months but continue to be amazed by the support we are receiving from family, friends, co-workers, community, doctors, church and our new MPS family. As we anxiously await Jasper’s first Enzyme Replacement Therapy appointment we feel blessed for Jasper to have received the chance for treatment and what it will mean for his life. We no longer look at his every movement in search of answers and analysis but see our Jasper again. We see ways we can fundraise to find a cure, we see wonderful people that we never would have met if it wasn’t for this disease and we continually search for ways to make Jasper’s journey positive and life changing for everyone he touches.

Andrew and Ellen, you truly are amazing individuals and together with your 2 boys you make an amazing family.  As I said before, without your help we would have been lost.  Darren and I will forever be thankful for everything you have done to help Jasper and to help our family.  Jasper is scheduled to start his first treatment session next week and without you that may not have happened.  For this we are forever indebted.  Please accept our extreme thanks and the thanks of our families that are with us here this evening.  Please know that we look forward to connecting our families for as long as it takes for us to find a cure for Isaac and for Jasper and for all others affected by this disease and beyond.  We are ready and willing to step up and support the Isaac Foundation in whatever capacity we can.  We look forward to fundraising right along beside you in the search for a cure.  We are ready to hold out our hand in hopes you will reach out and take it as we walk this journey with our families.  We are so happy to be here tonight and know it is just the beginning of great things to come.  Look out Andrew some of that dedication and determination may be wearing off on us!  There is a cure out there and together we are going to find it.”

Then some of us (Clay not so much) enjoyed the sounds of Sarah Harmer playing her guitar as she sang some of her favourite hit songs.  Then it was Clay’s turn, the dance floor opened up and Clay got his groove on, and shook what his momma gave him…..just past midnight, until his parents made him go to bed.

The More kids and the McFadyen kids got along very well together and I could tell this was going to be the start of a great family bond between us. 

We began to look forward to the coming Wednesday, October 5^th.  This was to be the first day of treatment for Jasper.  That is until Tuesday morning, he began to cough.  It was with great disappointment that we had to postpone that much anticipated treatment start till the next week.

And so it arrived.  We had an appointment with the neurosurgeon on the 4^th so we went down and took advantage of the Ronald McDonald house on site at the hospital.  The neurosurgeon was happy with all that she had read about Jasper thus far, and everything she could see from him in person.  Her biggest concern was with the common spinal cord compression which often occurs in MPS patients.  She will order and MRI to be done and will likely want to repeat it every 6 months or so, to keep a close eye on it.

After a decent nights sleep in the Ronald house, we made our way across the driveway to the PMDU area of the hospital which will become our home away from home.

Jasper was very apprehensive on this first visit as you can well imagine.  Our first ‘struggle’ came when we were supposed to give him is oral pre-medication.  Tylenol and Benadryl given to help prevent or offset any minor side effects such has headache, fever, skin irritation etc, that the Naglazyme might cause.  Holding him down, and trying to keep his mouth open at the same time as he’s screaming, we force the medication in.  Not even bribing him with a popsicle helped.  By this time, the Emla cream we put on over his port to freeze the skin, had been applied more than an hour before, so it was time to access the port, or in Jasper’s words, “GET POKED”.  He did not like this part at all.  But after the initial shock, he calmed down fairly quickly.  We then began the four hour process of pumping his body with 130ml of the artificial enzyme.

On pins and needles we waited, watched, and hoped that things would go well, and he would notice little or nothing to do with this foreign matter entering his bloodstream.  Once again, our prayers were answered.  Four hours later, after a lot of games, a movie, and a brief nap, the $4775 bag of fluid was empty.  After another hour of straight saline solution, and a few more vital checks, we were cut loose.  We had to stop on the way home to get another fish of course, cause the first three were gone already. J

The coming weekend was to be another long awaited one.  One we’ve been looking forward to and working for, almost since we heard the letters MPS (together).  The Scotiabank Toronto waterfront marathon 5k event.  At this time, I want to thank you all again, who generously sponsored our team in our effort to raise funds for the MPS Society of Canada.  Together we raised over $12,000.  What an amazing feat.  I also want to thank our friends and family who took time out of their busy schedules to help with the fundraising and then joined us in Toronto either the day before, or the day of the big event.

And what an event it was.  To be one person in 6500 in the 5k event, one person among 22,000 in all three events, and one person, there raising money and walking for my own cause.  This was very humbling.  Seeing all the other people there, walking for their own reason(s), some on crutches, some using walkers or wheel chairs……  The kids in our group all did a fantastic job, there was very little complaining and lots of laughter and cheering and having fun.  Which we couldn’t have asked for anything more.  I cannot wait for next year.  I’ll be watching the Scotiabank Marathon web site for info on next years event, and waiting for the time when I can sign up.

That pretty much brings us to the second Wednesday of treatment.  This time we leave home about 7:30am to begin our day.  Things go really well at PMDU this time around.  Jasper even stepped on the scale to be weighed all by himself for the first time.  Mom and dad put the EMLA  cream on before we get into the waiting room this time, so it will be all ready to go on time.  Jasper is a big boy this week, and takes his pre-meds without a fuss, and only a little bit of crying when it’s time to get poked this time.  No crying at all when taking the band-aids off, or when taking the needle out of his port.  Mom and dad are SUPER proud of the little man.  Once again on the way home, we have to stop and pick up a new fish because yes, this one didn’t last the week either…..  good thing they’re not expensive and good thing we haven’t had time to get too attached to them either.

So, with all this going on, throw in the fact that Daphnie has started Jazz dancing on Monday evenings, and Hip-Hop dancing on Saturdays, Clay has started hockey Monday, Wednesday and Saturdays, mommy has started bridge, and daddy has started curling.  As you can see, October has been….full.  I’ll be glad when it’s over, but first…….HALLOWEEN!!!!  Pictures will follow!

Supreme Bummer

Jasper has developed a 'barky' cough last night and this morning so they have postponed his first infusion until next Wednesday now.  :-(

Port Insertion Surgery

As a father, yesterday (Sept 29/2011) will go down in history as one of THE TOUGHEST days of my life……..so far.

It was with very mixed feelings since the day the surgery was first booked, through the early part of this week when we found out surgery had been expedited till the time we were able to hold Jasper again when it was all over.
Mixed feelings because the whole while we knew that this surgery was 100% necessary to make life easier with the many infusions he’s going to have to endure now, while on the other hand………… what in the heck are we putting this poor defenceless boy through?

As you see in the photo, pre-op, he was playing the morning away with his friend Terry (Child Life) and all the toys in the pre-op waiting room.  Mom, dad and Terry are every once in a while trying to remind him about what’s about to happen using ways and words that aren’t going to upset him.

Then it’s time to go, rather than lay him in a steel caged crib to be whisked away, Jasper says he’s fine to walk in with Terry.  Mom and dad breathe a sigh of relief because we expected a fuss at that point.  I wonder…….knowing what happened to him now, if we were in that position today….would he be so cooperative as to go with Terry?  Will he ever again?
Mom or dad wasn’t allowed to go into the O.R. with him because we didn’t have time to register in the hospital’s NAP program.  Looking back, maybe it was a good thing.  Terry told us that Jasper did very well going to sleep.  He was apprehensive at first with the other strangers in the room, but they all took their time, and when he was asked, Jasper sat up on the table and then laid back, and then put the mask on without any fuss.  Hearing this makes mom and dad very proud and somewhat relieved because we could have expected a big outcry and un-cooperation.  It also made me very sad to picture that happening in my mind.  That poor dear sole, who never hurt anyone, has to go through that scary process by himself.  Both mom and dad are fighting back tears.  He’s brave and strong, why can’t we be?
It’s now just shy of 11:30am.  We go to the waiting room and watch as various surgeons come down and speak to other waiting friends and family and tell them that their loved one is ‘done’ their surgery and will soon be in recovery.  We wait a few minutes in case the anaesthesiologist has any questions, then we decide to go and grab a quick bite, since none of us had eaten anything yet.  Grabbing a drink and a muffin we go back and eat it in the waiting room because we want to be there as soon as the volunteer comes to get us to tell us Jasper is in recovery.
First, the surgeon comes by and calls us over.  “Everything went well, and it’s all done.  At first, the tube kept wanting to travel down Jasper’s arm rather than down in to the aorta, but after a few attempts, it got to where it needed to be.  We tested it and it works fine, so they shouldn’t have any trouble using it for his replacement therapy very soon.”
We feel another big sigh of relief as we sit down again and wait for them to tell us we can meet J in recovery.
A few minutes later, we get the call, a volunteer takes us over to recovery.  Jasper is lying in the crib crying and crying, not really opening his eyes, just crying inconsolably.  “owy owy owy, my tummy hurts.   Can you kiss it mommy?”  After a few short minutes of this, daddy has to sit down.  My stomach is weak at the best of times, but now, seeing and hearing these painful cries.  As if I didn’t feel guilty enough already.  I don’t think daddy can take much of this…….  They give Jasper a shot of morphine on top of the Tylenol he had going in to surgery.  That seemed to calm him down and it made him sleepy again so he had another nap.  While he was asleep, mom and dad talked to the nurses a bit, and listen as other children in the room who have had other various types of surgeries are waking up and crying in pain, and yearning for their parents to come in as well.  One little girl (Pearl) whom Jasper played with a little bit in the waiting room pre surgery, is continually crying for her mom, dad and baby sister.  We hear the nurses say to each other, “we can’t find her parents, they must have gone for a walk, or to get a coffee or something.”  My heart went out to that little girl, and I couldn’t help but think, ‘parents, if you could only hear your little girl crying out for you……’  It was tearing my heart apart, and it wasn’t even my child.
As we watched J sleep, I prayed that when he woke up, we’d get our Jasper back.  I prayed that the anesthetic would be completely worn off, that the morphine continued to help with the pain, and that he could be awake without too much discomfort.  I knew that if he woke up crying again, and still in a lot of pain that I would not be able to take that.  I recall thinking, ‘why God?  No child should EVER have to endure the pain and suffering of surgery, of any kind.  They’ve done nothing wrong, and yet, they have to suffer.’  Mommy remains strong, as daddy loses the battle against the tears.  The nurse says it’s time for him to wake up now……the moment of truth.  Does daddy have to face his little boys’ pain and anguish again?
As he wakes this time, he doesn’t frown, and doesn’t cry.  He’s thirsty.  Those familiar words, “Can I have juice?”  Daddy cries again, tears of tremendous joy and relief this time.
We stay in recovery for a another 15 mins or so, and then he’s ready to be moved to post-opp.  Daddy gets to carry him from one room to the next, and then we sit and cuddle the next hour and a bit away in the post opp room.  Quieter all around, a lot less crying.  More juice a couple halves of popsicles, a shot of Advil before the long ride home, and by 3:30pm, we’re sprung.

On the way out of town, we stop at the pet store and pick out three fish to bring home with us.  We wanted to get home soon, as J would be able to have more Tylenol by 5:30pm if he needed it.  Lo and behold by the time we were home, if he wasn’t routinely talking more and happy to see his brother and sister and show them the fish he picked out for them.  “Here’s some medicine J.”  “I don’t want it.  I don’t need it.”  That’s awesome.  We were hoping to skip the next dosage of Advil, but if he doesn’t need Tylenol either, that’s great.  We’ll wait and give it to him at bed time.  So the fish have names now.  Jasper has named his “Terry”, Daphnie has named hers “Pearl”, and Clayton has name his “Yellow”.  Note all three fish are your general run of the mill ($0.19) GOLD fish.

 And so, the kids are in bed, mom and dad breathe the last big sigh of relief on a long day.  Thank you Jasper for being as strong and as brave as you are.  As I tuck him in, I tell him, “I hope this is the hardest thing you ever have to do” but a knife in my stomach tells that it’s probably not about to be.

Life is hard.  Parenting is hard.  Watching your kids have to go through something like this is excruciating.  God give me strength.  I almost let you and Jasper and mommy down this day.  I’m going to need a lot more if we ever have to do something like this again.  Amen.
Thank you to all of you who prayed, thought of and cared about Jasper and our family through the surgery and the entire ordeal as we continue.
Stayed tuned for the next story:  “First treatment”  Gosh I hope that day goes easier than this one…………!!

Moving ahead!!

Port insertion Surgery has been expedited to Wednesday Sept 28 @ 11am.  Treatments will be able to begin the following week, October 5th.
Hopefully Jasper will take the process of surgery okay and recovery period will be minimal.  The child life specialist has agreed to meet us pre-op and play with Jasper for a while as well as go into the OR with him until he is asleep.  I hope that's enough....  I'm nervous and worried that he'll be upset but hopeful that he'll surprise me and be a "super dude".  We practised on 'George' (his doll that the child life specialist gave him) last night, put the gas mask on him till he was asleep and gave him the IV, and then inserted his own special port, then stitched him up.

I think Jasper will be okay with it, because he is okay with having a port like Isaac :-)  Please keep Jasper in your thoughts and prayers while he undergoes surgery tomorrow and treatments to follow.  I'm looking very forward to seeing the positive changes in Jasper, that I'm this therapy will give him.
God bless.