Entries by krissygallagher

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It’s Like Riding a Bike

Spoiler Alert: This post is not about Austin’s cancer. I know, you’re thinking, “Wait a minute! You mean there are other things in the world for Krissy to think about, write about, care about?” Actually, yes. So this one is about riding a bike. You know how people always say, “It’s just like riding a bike,” meaning that […]

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Q & A

Alrighty, so now that I’ve gotten really technical and given you all so much information, there seem to be a lot of questions. This is what happens when I share the story in real-time — I can’t just make sweeping generalizations about it after the fact, but instead drag you all through each seemingly contradictory medical moment. So I’m taking […]

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Look to the Future, Part 2

If you were a fly on the wall in our house three weeks ago and then again today, you’d have trouble noticing anything different. Two little boys playing, tussling over toys, begging for jelly beans (well, there are definitely more jelly beans than there were three weeks ago!), two parents watching over them, trying hard […]

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Ordinary Day

In September 2003, Mark and I went to Boothbay Harbor, Maine for the wedding of his best Peace Corps buddy. I happened to be both six months pregnant with Braedan and one week shy of losing my beloved grandmother, so I was, to say the least, a little emotional. We were tooling around the town […]

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Home Sweet . . .

. . . home! Did I really complain two days ago about how tough this little guy has had to become?  Well, today I am ever so thankful for that toughness because he is recovering beautifully and they released us this morning. So much for ten days! Austin’s napping in his own bed, I’m about to go […]

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Look to the Future

Ah, somehow this boy keeps surprising us all. And this time with good news. The lymph nodes came back clear, negative for cancer, which is the best possible outcome we could have received. The tumor that we originally went in for was Wilms’, but it looked similar to typical Wilms’ tumors after they’ve been treated with chemotherapy. […]

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Two More Hours

No official news yet. We are meeting with Jeff at 5 o’clock since he’s working in the PICU today, and I am getting increasingly nervous. I’d been feeling pretty good, mostly because Austin wowed us by taking a few steps and eating a plate of mac and cheese! Did I mention how tough he is? […]

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Tough Guy

First of all, many of you (with the possible exception of my mother, who believes that a run is always the right answer) will be pleased to know that I took a nap yesterday afternoon and saved my run for this morning, when the snow was only on the ground and not blowing recklessly through […]

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Mixed Bag

Well, the surgery was considered a success. He’s recovering just fine, right now lying in Daddy’s arms asleep to the sounds of the Indians season opener in the background. No PICU, just a nice big room on our regular floor. His kidney looks fine and does not seem to be involved in this recurrence, which is good. […]