>евтини мебелиy New Year,

Life at the Curry’s is going fairly well.  I am finally feeling less pressured with things to do.  I am trying to run on less adrenaline.  The down side to this is now I feel much like a sleep deprived slug.    I threw my back out a couple times over the holidays.  The worst day I couldn’t even lift my head off of the pillow.  I yelled for help for awhile and finally gave up until I heard Sharmi running down the hall.  After the second time, I finally decided to go to a chiropractor.  He says I need several months of therapy.  However, I am choosing to postpone me again, because this year is going to be about spending quality fun and educational time with my children.  Our life has been a prefect example of quantity not being the same as quality.  Pushing drugs on sick kids certainly consumes many hours of the day, but it is no fun and the only thing we learned was how much we hated cancer.  So once again I am putting my heath on the back burner, but I believe that the time spent with my kids will far surpass the value to my heart. 

The girls have had colds and sinus infections for almost two months straight.  Just when I think they are getting better they both relapse.  They are both hacking a lot and they clearly have an infection, not just a basic cold.  Today I decided to try something new.  I have given them bentonite clay to drink.  It is supposed to work as a detox.  I am hoping it will absorb the infection.  Only time will tell. 

Sharmi had another doctors appointment last week.  The poor girl.  Going back keeps getting harder and harder.  I didn’t tell her until one hour before her appointment and she just lost it!  She cried and absolutely refused to go.  She said she wouldn’t go, wouldn’t get in the car, was never going to have her blood checked again……  I just kept apologizing over and over again that I had to take her and I kept telling her it was unfair and awful but we still had to do it.  Once she pulled herself together she was very compliant and sweet and there were no other issues in getting ready to go or with the doctors appointment itself.  I haven’t got the  lab results back yet, but as far as I know everything if fine.  She is mostly very brave and grown up, but she is sometimes a scared little four year old.   Imagine that….

Sometimes I think she is more educated and grown up than some adults.  Actually I know she is!  (A few names come to mind.)  She doesn’t talk about is much but she is proud of herself for being a survivor.  For Christmas, Dean bought me a cosmetic gift that has galvanic current which helps heal skin and reduce scars.  I asked Sharmi if she wanted me to use it on her chest, where the scars are from her port surgeries.  She said, “no thank you mommy.”  I asked her why not and she said, “I want to be able to show people, that don’t know, that I had leukemia.  I can show them my scar and tell them I had cancer.”  I was shocked.  Who am I to take away her battle scars.  She doesn’t deserve for them to be minimized in any way. 

The girls are coming to an age where they really enjoy playing together. Tonight when I was trying to get them into bed, I finally gave up and just sat down and watched them.  They were wearing matching monkey pj’s and Sharmi was crawling on the floor on all fours with Chantel clinging for dear life onto her back.  Sharmi said, “mommy, she is the baby monkey and I am the mommy monkey.”  When Chantel couldn’t hold one any longer and would fall off, they would both laugh and do it again.  It was good for everyone. 

I hope the new year is filling your lives with love, jobs and all the things you need.

Cheris