She Bear with PMS

12/14/05


News flash. . .Davis received his acceptance to Rice University for next fall.  Three cheers for our fine son! 


I haven't updated since Erin went on heavy-duty antiobiotics and prednisone to clear up her sinus problem, mainly because for the first several days the cure was MUCH worse than the problem.  The prednisone made her fragile and moody (polite words to describe a child prone to acting like a wounded she-bear with PMS) and incessantly hungry.  The antibiotics drag her out and give her diahrrea.  We weathered some tear bursts that rivaled summer thunderstorms and alot of grumbly, monosyllabic grunting and even more complaining. 


Erin:  "I'm starving."


Parent:  "No problem.  What would you like?"


Erin (loudly):  "Anything.  I don't care."


Parent:  "How about peanut butter and jelly?"


Erin (louder):  "No!"


Parent:  "Popcorn?"


Erin (rolls eyes and shakes head)


Parent:  "Yogurt?"


Erin:  "No!  I'm starving.  Get me something to eat."


Parent:  "What do you want?"


Erin:  "Anything."


Parent (confused):  "Just suggest something."


and the scene continues to the point of tears.


Luckily, the prednisone is tapered down and almost done and her body has adjusted to the antibiotics.  Things are almost back to normal, and I think we have survived a preview of Erin's teen years.  I, for one, really want to enjoy each of the golden moments of elementary a bit longer.

Next week is Erin's next round of chemo (Number 9, but who's counting?).  We will be in Houston for Day 1, then at the local cancer clinic for Tuesday-Friday.  Her appointment each day is from 10:00-2:30.  We would love visitors if you can take time from your holiday routine to stop in for a chat.