Sweet corn and sweet Ruthie
My brother called yesterday afternoon. He was outside. Working on his planter. And his spirits were good.
He said he had some sweet corn seed he was sending our way. He said Ruthie was doing far better than he had expected. He said he'd be in his tractor seat, planting corn in the next few days.
How 'bout an amen?
The week of Ruthie's diagnosis was like a tail spin. (And I'm just the Aunt. I still can't comprehend the pain Nathan and Adrienne felt.) There was a mass. It's cancer. It's stage 3. It's inoperable. Chemo starts right away.
But then there was some good news. The cancer was contained in one area - it had not spread anywhere else. They called her diagnosis Intermediate Risk - which gives her an excellent chance at surviving this thing. And she's been a fighter through her first round of chemo.
Ruthie was able to come home from the hospital last week. She goes back and forth frequently to keep a close eye on everything. They are fortunate to live just an hour away from Children's Mercy Hospital. Yet, in the ten days they have been home, they have made a trip almost every day to see Ruthie's doctors and monitor her condition. All of this has forced Adrienne to take a leave from her job as a first grade teacher at Troy Elementary School.
There are so many of you praying for Ruthie. So many of you offering your help and support to Nathan and Adrienne. For all of that, we are so grateful. While it can be hard to accept help, we all know Nathan would be among the first to offer his help should it be any of us that fall on hard times.
The road ahead is long for sweet Ruthie. Three more rounds of chemo with the hope to operate in the summer to remove the tumor.
Please keep praying for Ruthie. And her Daddy and Mommy. (And her big brother, Henry, and her big sister, Elliette.)
Let's lift them up and walk beside them. Let's hope next spring is just another dusty, dirty, stressful, eighteen-hours-a-day-in-the-tractor-seat, normal planting season.
He said he had some sweet corn seed he was sending our way. He said Ruthie was doing far better than he had expected. He said he'd be in his tractor seat, planting corn in the next few days.
How 'bout an amen?
The week of Ruthie's diagnosis was like a tail spin. (And I'm just the Aunt. I still can't comprehend the pain Nathan and Adrienne felt.) There was a mass. It's cancer. It's stage 3. It's inoperable. Chemo starts right away.
But then there was some good news. The cancer was contained in one area - it had not spread anywhere else. They called her diagnosis Intermediate Risk - which gives her an excellent chance at surviving this thing. And she's been a fighter through her first round of chemo.
Ruthie was able to come home from the hospital last week. She goes back and forth frequently to keep a close eye on everything. They are fortunate to live just an hour away from Children's Mercy Hospital. Yet, in the ten days they have been home, they have made a trip almost every day to see Ruthie's doctors and monitor her condition. All of this has forced Adrienne to take a leave from her job as a first grade teacher at Troy Elementary School.
There are so many of you praying for Ruthie. So many of you offering your help and support to Nathan and Adrienne. For all of that, we are so grateful. While it can be hard to accept help, we all know Nathan would be among the first to offer his help should it be any of us that fall on hard times.
The road ahead is long for sweet Ruthie. Three more rounds of chemo with the hope to operate in the summer to remove the tumor.
Please keep praying for Ruthie. And her Daddy and Mommy. (And her big brother, Henry, and her big sister, Elliette.)
Let's lift them up and walk beside them. Let's hope next spring is just another dusty, dirty, stressful, eighteen-hours-a-day-in-the-tractor-seat, normal planting season.
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| Ruthie during a height check - wearing her Super Girl cape and her very own stethoscope. |
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