Mina Brigitta's Hospital Blog

Daily entries chronicling Mina Brigitta Mae Olson's battle with Acute Myelogenous Leukemia

Friday, March 04, 2005

No news, just pics

Keri was exhausted from her trip yesterday and both kids being up in the middle of the night, so they pretty much stayed in the house all day. It was a rainy day anyway, and I'm sure the house feels palatial to Mina Brigitta compared to the hospital room. So with no news to report, this is as good a time as any to finally unveil the photo album I've been working on for weeks. Here's the link:

http://www.mendozabaseball.com/minabrigitta/index.html

2 Comments:

  • At 6:59 PM PST, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hi Guys
    It was good to see Keri and MB and Isaac today!! Everyone looks good.
    I saw this poem on another one of my patients websites and thought it was great, so I will share it
    The Littlest Soldiers

    The medals on our chests
    Are portacaths for meds
    Helmets won't stay on
    Cause no hair is on our heads.

    Our weapons of destruction
    We take every day
    We fight the battle within us
    While we struggle on to play.

    We fight with honor and courage
    No marine could do as well
    We are only little children
    Living in this hell.

    So bring on the medals
    The Purple Hearts of Wars
    The Gold Cross, The Silver Star
    To place upon our scars.

    For We are the Children of Cancer
    No one has fought so hard
    But every day we struggle on
    Our LIFE is our reward.

    by Cheryl Jagannathan
    mom to a leukemia survivor
    Talk to you soon
    Amber

     
  • At 6:59 PM PST, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hi Guys
    It was good to see Keri and MB and Isaac today!! Everyone looks good.
    I saw this poem on another one of my patients websites and thought it was great, so I will share it
    The Littlest Soldiers

    The medals on our chests
    Are portacaths for meds
    Helmets won't stay on
    Cause no hair is on our heads.

    Our weapons of destruction
    We take every day
    We fight the battle within us
    While we struggle on to play.

    We fight with honor and courage
    No marine could do as well
    We are only little children
    Living in this hell.

    So bring on the medals
    The Purple Hearts of Wars
    The Gold Cross, The Silver Star
    To place upon our scars.

    For We are the Children of Cancer
    No one has fought so hard
    But every day we struggle on
    Our LIFE is our reward.

    by Cheryl Jagannathan
    mom to a leukemia survivor
    Talk to you soon
    Amber

     

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