10/24/2009
by Michael Wells Brady is enjoying his morning bottle of milk while lying in his crib with all of his friends. Woof-Woof the dog is sitting next to him protecting him from the numerous Nurse Ratchet’s of the world with their thermometers, blood pressure machines, eye drops and nasty tasting drugs. Last night was a difficult night for Brady as he had a horrible reaction to the high doses of Chemo and vomited like never before. Chemo vomit has to be the grossest smelling crap in the world. Right now Brady is playing peek-a-boo with his Mom as he’s calling out “Ma, Ma”; it’s just adorable to watch him and with Mom play. Sherrie is now dancing with Spanky the Monkey and Brady is just smiling like no tomorrow. Today, it’s more of the same therapy but Brady is now receiving a larger dose of anti-vomit medicine so hopefully he will hold “things” down. Sherrie and I want to thank everyone for the tremendous support and love we have received during this difficult time. A simple “Thank you” is woefully inadequate but it is sincerely from our hearts. Till next time, please keep Brady in your thoughts and prayers…“8 Years Later—Still No Cure for Pediatric Cancer” is a series of posts revisiting the journal kept by Sherrie and Michael Wells during the cancer diagnosis and treatment of their son, Brady Michael. Hopefully these entires will provide an understanding of the journey families face when dealing with these horrific diseases and of the important work the Hugs for Brady Foundation does.