http://www.todayicried.com/2010/03/09/the-complexities-of-humor/ Experiences of a caregiver of a dying parent Tue, 10 Aug 2010 03:51:47 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://www.todayicried.com/2010/03/09/the-complexities-of-humor/comment-page-1/#comment-3 admin Thu, 11 Mar 2010 10:41:48 +0000 http://www.todayicried.com/?p=42#comment-3 I simply can't imagine what you are going through. I used to work at the Lymphoma Research Foundation and have absorbed enough to know that there is great hope for your son. Please stay strong; you will all get through it. And thanks for taking the time to share on my site. I simply can't imagine what you are going through. I used to work at the Lymphoma Research Foundation and have absorbed enough to know that there is great hope for your son. Please stay strong; you will all get through it. And thanks for taking the time to share on my site.

]]> http://www.todayicried.com/2010/03/09/the-complexities-of-humor/comment-page-1/#comment-2 sritter Thu, 11 Mar 2010 06:20:58 +0000 http://www.todayicried.com/?p=42#comment-2 My 4yr. old son Sven has leukemia it has been 11 months since diagnosis he will be on chemo for the next 3 years one of his meds...steriods makes him crave food and lots of it...we try to laugh more so he does not see our worry, We all now sleep in 1 bed, just feels safer that way, on a steriod week Sven poked me and asked me to make him hotdogs I looked at the clock and it was 5am I woke my husband and we all went to the kitchen to make hotdogs, my husband and I joked in several growling voices "I want a HOTDOG" we turned to Sven to join in the laughter and joke he had a stone face and I asked him to laugh and joke with us, with the look of a 40 yr. old he told us he was not laughing and it was not a joke! I He knew he was not himself, he knew something was wrong with him. I cried the rest of the day! My 4yr. old son Sven has leukemia it has been 11 months since diagnosis he will be on chemo for the next 3 years one of his meds…steriods makes him crave food and lots of it…we try to laugh more so he does not see our worry, We all now sleep in 1 bed, just feels safer that way, on a steriod week Sven poked me and asked me to make him hotdogs I looked at the clock and it was 5am I woke my husband and we all went to the kitchen to make hotdogs, my husband and I joked in several growling voices “I want a HOTDOG” we turned to Sven to join in the laughter and joke he had a stone face and I asked him to laugh and joke with us, with the look of a 40 yr. old he told us he was not laughing and it was not a joke! I He knew he was not himself, he knew something was wrong with him. I cried the rest of the day!

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