
Kaya and Laney both really wanted to get dressed up for this party and I think they look pretty sharp.

Kaya and Laney both really wanted to get dressed up for this party and I think they look pretty sharp.
January felt like a bit of a slog – nothing really going on, but somehow the days have just disappeared without many accomplishments. Maggie had a brief hospital stay for fevers/adenovirus but seems better now, although still not gaining weight and less mobile than I would like. Kaya lost one of her front teeth and is rocking 1st grade. And Laney has decided she prefers crazy dance parties at school to ballet class and has announced she will go back to ballet when she is 6. I am excited but nervous for February – feels like a make it or break it month: Will Maggie successfully get off cyclosporine without GVHD? Will she finally start gaining some weight? Will I actually get my grant submitted? Will I manage to sound somewhat intelligent for my talk on Feb 16? Can I convince Laney to go back to ballet (okay this one doesn’t matter)? Will Kaya lose the other front tooth (okay that one doesn’t matter either)? Wish us luck…

So, Laney loves cooking. She routinely helps me make Mommy’s coffee in the morning (which is very labor intensive the way we do it.) And here she is cooking fajitas. The pan is scalding hot, but Laney is fearless, even when occasionally singed: a sous-chef’s right of passage. I was derided for this hairdo that I still think looks fantastic.
My mother bought a Rubik’s cube for Kaya for Christmas, and I have become obsessed with it. It’s a wonderful quick puzzle to solve that gets me thinking and helps me reset between tasks at work. I like it so much that I got another one that moves faster so I can solve it for time. Why is this so addictive?
A great story of Columbian resourcefulness led to this little toy truck. The woman on the left is Doña Aydee, she keeps our floors squeaky clean for our rug rats. (Mila, our Aupair, is on the right, of course.) Mila is from Colombia, and so is Aydee. Aydee went to visit family over the holidays, and ran into Mila’s uncle, who said oh hey, I thought you might be here, so I brought Mila’s Christmas present here in case you would be willing to deliver it back to her. So she did. Amazing! (And, she also brought us a little toy truck.) Discovering this type of family connection is something that American’s could never do.
The little truck is called a Chiva, which apparently is an intensely cultural Colombian artifact. Thank you!
Some scary, and exciting news. On the heels of Maggie’s adenovirus positive test, one of the possible treatments is to ramp up her immune system. (She pretty much has a complete immune system from a cellular standpoint, it’s just not working because the drug Cyclosporine keeps it in check.) When facing the threat of adenovirus, one possible option is to let the immune system out of the bullpen to go after it.
So, that’s what we’re doing.
What was originally planned as a ramp from 9mo post-transplant to 12 months post-transplant has now been rescheduled for now until 4 weeks-from-now. The correct reaction to that is yoinks!
If we can go earlier than planned, why not always do that? The protocol for children her age calls for the taper to begin between 6 and 9 months. Usually, they start at the back of the range for caution’s sake. You want the new immune system to have plenty of time to get to know the body. Why rush it, right? Let’s all get friendly for a few months. Maggie is now at 7 months, so she’s in the acceptable range to go full throttle. With the adeno out there, it suddenly doesn’t make sense to wait. Let’s rock-and-roll.
That’s why this is scary and exciting at the same time. During the ramp is when we find out how her new immune system and her body will get along together. Will it be ‘happy happy new BFFs for life!’ or will it be more ‘I called the chair by the TV, so get out.’
We’re going to learn the answer to that question sooner than I had emotionally prepared for, which is scary. On the other hand, perhaps we’ll be able to enjoy some of the springtime outside. Screw you fungus.
All is well right now, but we had a bit of a scare. Maggie came down with adenovirus, which is potentially a big deal for kids getting bone marrow transplants. Luckily, kinda, adenovirus is one of her main doctors’ areas of specialty. He is/was the primary investigator in several trials of a promising drug for treating adenovirus.
This is a good thing because the typical treatment for adenovirus is a drug called Cidofovir which has some pretty serious toxicity. Instead, we were lucky to start on a trial for a drug cleverly called Brin-cidofovir. Brin, I have learned refers to the small radiating blade of a fan, which is appropriate because Brin-cidofovir has only one known side effect: wicked diarrhea.
Anyhow, we started on that drug, and the adenovirus is now undetectable, at least in serum. Yay!