We all know the pink ribbon symbolizes the fight against breast cancer, but did you know each cancer has its own ribbon color? I didn't really think about it until last week. WithClint's fight I've been wondering if Bone Cancer had a specific ribbon color of its own, so I started looking into it.
The following is the Cancer Ribbon colors
isn't that interesting and sad at the same time? To think of how this horrible disease can permeate it's way into lives in so many different ways. Cancer just sucks. I'm extremely grateful for the technology that saves lives. To think Clint wouldn't be here without such amazing doctors and technology makes me so thankful
How's he doing?
He's been hanging in there, the last couple of weeks we have struggled more. He has started to rehab since his most recent surgery and since then he has been more tired, dizzy, and achy.
Living in pain will be a permanent fixture in his life I fear. With so much bone removal and muscle reconstruction it's a miracle he can even walk! I feel so helpless and sad to think that he will always be in pain.
That's probably the hardest part for me-to see his quality of life decline and parts of him disappear with it. I try my hardest to not let it get to me, but sometimes I can't help but cry. Cry for the hope of a better life for him, cry for life's rocky road to smooth out for a little while.
I know he feels so bad, helpless and frustrated that our life has taken a detour through the swamp. But I wouldn't have it any other way if it means I get to be with him! I just need to find some waiters so the mud won't slow us down..:) Is that possible? I think you can be in some of the worst of situations and still try to be happy. That's what I've been trying to do each day:
Learn to Do Hard Things with Happiness
It's too exhausting to be sad isn't it? I've really been trying to be happy and look at what we do have to smile about. How do you keep a good attitude when life is hard? I'm grateful for good friends and family that help lift me up and help me get through the hard days.
Our next step is his first MRI since his latest cancer removal. It will be September 10th and right after the MRI that day we go to get the results at the doctors. I can't tell you how paranoid and nervous we are that they didn't get it all....or that it's growing back.
I know it will be something we will always have to deal with, but we need a break for awhile. Don't you think? We are officially saying 'UNCLE'
*keep your fingers crossed for us* (I will keep you posted on the results) We did go to Thanksgiving Point on Friday with Wyatt. If you ever come to Utah it's a must see! We rented a golf cart (or chooo chooo Wyatt called it) and rode around the gardens
(we didn't pick that flower one of the gardeners gave it to us!)
It was so beautiful and fun to get out....
and a plus Wyatt didn't throw up in the car either way there!
And check out those cowboy boots....the Bauer's have bredanother cowboy boot lover.
Wyatt just wants to be like his brother....Cowboy Gunner