| Untagged | 7 Sep 2010 |
| Back to the hospital by Cyrus | |
On Friday, August 27 I was sadly dragged once more back up to Doernbecher 10 South where my third cycle of chemotherapy promptly began. I'm in a different room now and I'm back after being home for a week. Its funny - at first, every time I tried to go back to my room now I found myself going to my old one. I guess I stayed there so long that it got plowed into my brain that room 14 is my room and I can't get over the fact that I'm in a different one now.
I've got a huge animation project I'm doing for C.H.A.P. (Children's Healing Art Project) involving an entire solar system that I made up over the course of about six years, well before I ever had leukemia. I suspect I could continue to build on it for the rest of my life. So far I have four planets and four species, each with their own nature and society. Since my animation is a documentary, well, I've got a lot to document, so that will be one fun little thing to keep me busy here at the hospital.
So far I have been adapting well to being back as an inpatient, though it seems like chemotherapy wipes me out for days on end. I hope I don't become too much of a couch potato during this stay. You see having room service, an iPad and a bed to lounge around in can make you forget how much you can really do. So every day I try to stay conscious of my surroundings and if I can't do things on my own for a while, my mom will always pick me up from the depths and save me from becoming an idle buffoon with no knowledge other than all sorts of crazy stuff from the Internet and remind me when I can start to do more things for myself. But I can't forget that the very thing making me feel so sick is saving my life as well. So there is the psychological side of chemotherapy. Now, on the physical side of chemotherapy, it is ABSOLUTELY EXHAUSTING!!! It feels like I just ran ten miles in one go and then I really have to go to sleep, so basically it just makes me really tired, and sometimes dizzy when I over exert myself. It also makes me throw up, and when it comes to throwing up, well, there is nothing I would like to discuss more! However, I am not going divulge any details on that specific subject, most likely much to your relief. That doesn't seem that bad now does it? DOES IT? Well a small amount of all that discomfort is indeed very piddling, however chemotherapy does not give small amounts of discomfort, instead it unmercifully delivers leviathan proportions of pure unfiltered discomfort, or, as I call it, it makes me chemo-ish!
One of the things that has made these weeks especially tolerable is all these animations I've been creating with an App on my iPad. Not just the huge documentary for CHAP, but also little animations, one of which I would like to share here to commemorate my having a bacterial infection of the gut called C. diff, short for Clostridium difficile.
This is the second time I've had that nasty C. diff infection and right now I'm getting cramps in my stomach all the time. It is not only very painful, but it is really a nasty type of gut pain - a stinging pain that hurts really bad and really sharp, like an aching pain that stays there for a long time and doesn't stop. It also gives me diarrhea. However, the pain has been getting less and less horrendously unbearable every day because now I'm getting antibiotics for it and I get something for the pain! Just before we were put in isolation, which comes with having C. diff here and I have to stay in my room, I had a little secret outing. During the outing we (me and my mom) went outside the hospital and found a secret sky-walkway. We went down to a big building where we stopped and then turned back. We also took a lot of pictures. Here is one of me looking defiant after stepping outside: 
Because I'm in isolation, people coming into my room have to wear gowns and gloves, like HAZMAT suits because C. diff bacteria makes little spores that could be carried to other kids' rooms that are also without any immune cells to protect them from the C. diff destroyer of guts.
Well, that's it for the bad stuff, onwards to the good stuff! First on the list, I've made a new friend up here on 10 South! Her name is Bella and she is only 4 years old, which makes her all the more fun to play with! Another thing that keeps me happy is drawing alien worlds in a cut-away like fashion. Over the years I've gone through many different styles of cities and species, and so far I have the Ikks, which are green blobs with an eye in the middle, Mettillians, which are creatures who actually grow their own cybernetic exoskeleton, Incompertians, microscopic precursors to all the other races, trapped on their home planet due to an enormous force field that some idiot put up, and lastly and most recently, the Manufactrons, robotic creatures holding an ancient secret in their home world. C.H.A.P. really helps me when I draw and my animation is going to be about this solar system. You see here at the hospital they have a little thing that happens every Tuesday and Friday called C.H.A.P. Art where anyone on the unit can go down to the play room and get paints and clay and markers and work there with C.H.A.P. people or they bring the stuff to you if you want it and can't get away! Also, every few days a harp player from the CCA will come to my room and play for me, and the harp makes just the most beautiful sound that reverberates through the very foundations of my being! To put a long story short, harp music is awesome. I personally think its very peaceful and it makes you feel like you're in a trance, it makes me curl up into a little ball and slowly move with the music. So all in all, the good DOES outweigh the bad, and the experience is bearable, yay!

It's exciting to be celebrating our 15th Anniversary! I believe after all these years behind CCA, that life is hard and wonderful and messy and unpredictable. CCA shows up the moment any child is diagnosed with a catastrophic illness and we stand by their side through some pretty dark and scary days. We deliver compassion, hope, resources, friendship, and programs where very sick kids, their parents and families can escape, rebuild, smile and renew their hope & energy.
Giving back to the youth of my community is an important value for me. I have worked with other local non-profits over the years and while it's been arewarding experience on many levels, I think what is missing is compassion. True and honest compassion. Caring for employees, grateful for volunteers, and thoughtful with recipients and their families. 




