One can’t possibly receive chemotherapy fast enough right? Well, unless you’re my mother who has turned out to be “super hero Hennigan” you can. My mom is doing two sets of chemo. The first one she is receiving an IV which is a four-hour drip. Her second round is what you call a belly wash. The belly wash is another…

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Rarely do you have conversations with someone about your socks but if you’re in my family it’s not rare at all. In fact, my parents have always cared about making sure you’re warm and cozy. Short true fact: when my son was a toddler, you never brought him over to his nanny and pawpaws house without a fresh diaper and…

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I’m never sure of what my mom and my son reaction will be when I say, “I’m going to take some pictures”. I’d like to believe that they would be excited every time and I know they only feel in ways it is helping me cope with the fact that my mother has cancer. It doesn’t.  In fact, my mom has…

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Nine hours of travel time, from my parents door to Newman, maybe ten depending on the holiday rush hours. Pure exhaustion no less! Yet it was through the treatment center Christmas lights that made my moms “good news” more relaxing. With the shadows of the Hope and Faith swans in the darkness of the lights reflecting in the pond water,…

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Nothing could have prepared my family for the reaction that was about to happen inside of us on a Monday afternoon at a 2:30pm appointment. It was 4:00AM the Sunday before and I awoke to: ” Kacie you ready!?” As it took a second for my eyes to adjust to the 600 watt light bulb that was in my face,…

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