Yes, Santa, we are going to Australia, so please drop our presents off in a little cabin on Bream Beach. It’s near Jervis Bay, a few hours south of Sydney. We will be the ones dancing victoriously on the sand. Cheers! In about two weeks, we will be celebrating Christmas on the beach, building sand-castles, […]
I have just dropped Gavin off at school. He skipped away from me shouting, Yay! I’m back at school! He has been home sick for 5 days. 5 days of barfing, fevers, coughing and mile-high anxiety for Mummy. 5 days of lying on the couch, watching way too many hours of telly. 5 days of watching his every […]
This is really simplifying things, but Alexander Fleming discovered penicillin in 1928. Then a lot of esteemed scientists did a bunch of other stuff and began producing antibiotics as we know them. Prior to World War II, bacterial infections of any kind were deadly. People dropped like flies from illnesses that we consider fairly treatable […]
There have been times in the past two years when I have felt like life is what happens in between Gavin’s medical appointments. Don’t get me wrong, things have slowed down from the hectic six months post-treatment when the Bean and I were flying around the city from our 10:00 at Bloorview to our 1:00 […]
Wow. Okay, where do I begin? First. Beanie is now 4 years old! The family gathered at the cottage to celebrate on Labour Day weekend. Auntie Lauren and Uncle Duncan flew from Vancouver to be with us. There were boat rides, hikes and canoeing. There was a mountain of presents. There was a Spider-Man cake, […]
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance. – Kahlil Gibran
First things first. After a very difficult day of blood, sweat and tears, we got Gavin’s scans done and the word has trickled down that they are CLEAR. After weeks of crushing anxiety and worry, I feel feather-light to know, with absolute certainty, that everything is fine, fine, fine.
I am probably the only mama in history, upon finding out that her kid has pneumonia, to say “Wow, that’s a relief.” Yes, it’s true. Gavin has pneumonia. Obviously, I am not overjoyed about this news, but in comparison to other, extremely dire diagnoses, it feels kind of alright.
I’m still in slow recovery mode after a frightening 48-hour period. It began on Sunday. (Mother’s Day, naturally.) We’d spent the night at Bubby and Da’s house and Gavin slept kind of poorly but woke up bright and cheery. He was fine until about 9:45, then said, I feel weird and wanted to lie down. […]
