My daughter, Chantal, was an athletic 18 year old. On the high school varsity cheer squad, swim team, track team, dance team, and had been in gymnastics since she was 4 years old. She was active in many school clubs and had just made the Jaguar cheer squad at IUPUI, Indiana University Purdue University Indianapolis. Two days before the last day of her senior year of high school she was diagnosed with Acute Myeloid Leukemia. The date was May 22, 2006. She immediately was hospitalized at Riley's Hospital for Children in Indianapolis, Indiana. After two rounds of back-to-back induction chemotherapy, we were told her leukemia was refractory and that regular chemo would not work for her and her chance of survival was 5%. Our only option for her was to have a bone marrow/stem cell transplant. Since none of her immediate family was a match, Riley found an unrelated donor that was a nine out of a ten match. Chantal under went four days of total body radiation, three times a day, and a round of Cytoxan to prepare her for the transplant. Her stem cell transplant was October 16, 2006. Chantal's leukemia was in remission; however, Chantal had a multitude of complication due to the transplant. A few of her many complications were severe lung bleeding, Stage 4 graft-verses host disease, permanent kidney damage (her kidneys were functioning at about 25%), diabetes (from the steroids to prevent transplant rejection Chantal gained over 100 pounds), severe edema, Cellulitis (infection in the underlying tissue of the skin, which then lead to bacterial infections in her blood), and on and on and on. Her skin was so fragile and the stretch marks so severe that it would literally rip open, so she had open sores that took forever to heal. She had no immune system, was given blood transfusions, platelet transfusions, so many transfusions of so many drugs of whatever drug she needed at the time we lost count. Chantal was released from the hospital in January of 2007, home one weekend and was readmitted to the Riley the next week. Through the next several months the fore mentioned complications had her in ICU for weeks, on a ventilator and a dialysis machine. Chantal rallied through, got out of ICU, and back to the Stem Cell Unit, which we loving refer to as "5th Floor". She worked to gain her strength back and was released in May 2007. Even when Chantal was out of the hospital we still had out-patient clinic 3, 4 or 5 days, sometimes every day, a week to be transfused and given whatever drug she required at the time. But she was out of the hospital. Between May and September of 2007, Chantal was readmitted to Riley 3 or 4 times, Cellulitis usually the main culprit and was given anti-bacterial drugs and always released and we returned to our out-patient status. Chantal also had a hole in her intestine. During this time she was using either a walker or a wheelchair, depending on what her strength was at the time and getting PUVA treatments (ultra-light therapy for her graft-verses host disease) and physical and occupational therapy. She went with me everywhere, we were always together, and she used to grade businesses for their handicap accessibility (just a fun past time but really an eye-opener when you are the ones who actually need the accessibility). Needless to say, being at Riley on the Oncology floor, we met several dear families whose child was afflicted with some type of cancer, we had grown close to many, and too many of them did not survive. The sadness is not describable; it just became a way of life, our life. But I had Chantal; she might not have been her former self on the outside but on the inside she was still Chantal. We would talk, watch movies, hang out; it didn't really matter, because she was still with me. The beginning of October 2007 we lost a very close friend who had relapsed with AML then a few days later after the funeral we were in out-patient clinic and Chantal's blood pressure was severally low. I forgot to mention, Chantal also had extremely high-blood pressure from the transplant, or that is the drugs she was on for the transplant. Once again she had Cellulitis. She was readmitted, given anti-bacterial drugs and once again the Cellulitis was gone. But this time she didn't come home, her bones had become weak from the long term steroid use and she had several compression fractures in her back that caused her a tremendous amount of pain. She under went two back surgeries to stabilize her spine called Kyphoplasty, where cement was inserted in the compressed areas. She then again had Cellulitis, was again given anti-bacterial drugs and was working on gaining her strength back in order for her to go home. The Saturday before Christmas, 2007 she was released but 911 had to respond to the house because she had fallen and was too weak to get up off the floor. She was readmitted to the hospital where she worked on her strength with the goal in mind of getting out and going
home. Chantal always thought she would survive, she had plans of attending IUPUI, even cheering for the Jaguars, she had even been taking a correspondence course of Freshman English from the University of Indiana. Chantal’s birthday was Tuesday, February 5 and Child Life of Riley worked with Texas Roadhouse (Chantal’s favorite restaurant) to surprise her for her birthday and have food from the restaurant catered to the “5th Floor”. The weekend prior to her birthday was great, Chantal was getting stronger, her spirits were good (like always), she had cleaned her room, made lists of things she needed to do, worked on her homework, and was planning for the following weekend for her friends to come up to the hospital to celebrate her 20th birthday with her. Tuesday came and Chantal awoke to pain in her foot which quickly spread up her leg to her thigh, Cellulitis, once again. She had no idea about Texas Roadhouse coming and the surprise party we had planned. Because of the Cellulitis she had to go for a scan down in Radiology. While we were there, Child Life set up the surprise party and when we returned to the “5th Floor” it was waiting for her. Chantal was in so much pain but she put on a brave face, was very happy, and said, “Of course, when I don’t feel good, we’ll just have to do it again when the Cellulitis is gone”. She opened her presents but was hurting so bad had to return to her room. Unfortunately, Chantal didn’t feel up to Texas Roadhouse and only ate half a roll and some CoCo Puffs. The call came at 11:53pm that night, Chantal was not doing well, they were having trouble keeping her blood pressure up, we needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible. When we arrived, they, the doctors had her blood pressure managed and she seemed stable. 8:00 o’clock that morning her blood pressure was falling again. Chantal was sent to ICU, put on a ventilator, and given drugs to help manage her blood pressure. The cultures take days to get back, but by the fourth or fifth day the culture were coming back that the bacterial infection, which had caused the Cellulitis, was getting under control. Then her kidneys failed completely and she was put on a CVVH, continuous dialysis machine, and her central line was coming back positive for an infection. She was given drugs to help with that infection and was stable. By the beginning of the third week in ICU things were stable and plans were being made to take her off the ventilator, and getting off the CVVH and being switched to a regular dialysis machine (which only runs for about 4 hours and can be done on the “5th Floor”). Sunday night, February 24, Chantal’s blood pressure, which had been doing better, started to fall again. She had another bacterial infection. She was given the anti-bacterial drugs but this time it wasn’t working. The infection she had had become resistant to the drugs. By Monday, the doctor’s were very concerned but were trying different drugs and we always, I always, thought she would pull through. The drugs will work like all the times before. This was not to be. Chantal’s heart started to have complications. Then it seems like in no time at all, the doctor’s were saying there wasn’t anymore they could do for her and she would never come off the ventilator and choices had to be made. The machines could keep her breathing for awhile but the end result would be the same, death. Chantal passed away from the complications from her stem cell transplant February 27, 2008, at 1:10 pm in the afternoon at Riley’s Hospital for Children, 22 days after her 20th birthday. Through all of her struggles, pain, and many complications Chantal believed she would make it through. Maybe that’s why she survived as long as she did. A positive attitude, good spirit, full of joy, and smiling face is what I remember about my daughter. When facing what she faced in the manner in which she faced it makes her a brave soul. No one should have to go through what she went through. No child, no family, should have to suffer like this. My daughter, Chantal, will be with me forever, in my heart and mind, she is everywhere. Chantal gives me strength to go on each day.
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I never met Chantal, but it would have been an honor to had met her. I think Chantal showed her strength so she could pass it on to her loved ones so they to can have the strength to be here on this earth without her. Just know God loves you and he will make it all right at the end.
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Thank You, Tammy
Psalm 3:3-4
love Rebecca
Jeff
Why did she have to go
So young I just don't know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Lovely, sweet young woman
Daughter, friend and sister
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
It's hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
They'll always be of times I'll cherish
And I won't cry 'cause
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout me
Love forever, Kayleen
Love you toei. R.I.P..
xoxoxo.brycelynne[baby]
Cha...I will miss your spirit soooo much girl. I owe you the world for helping me deal with my sister's tragic death back in '06. I'll always remember your inspiring words, and open heart that helped me through it all. I know you're up there with her shining down on all of us now with your "stellar" smile, and sweet face. I'll never forget how I got my very first hot pink, airbrushed hat while hanging out that first time we met in Naptown. You are the best, craziest, and most outrageous person I think I have ever met in my life, but I know that my life is better for having known you. I know that Scarlett and I are missing you terribly so, but we will remember all the great memories, and hold them dear to our hearts, making the memory of you only happiness, no tears.
When I was dealing with the death of my best friend right before graduation, Cha told me that if I needed anything she was there for me, and then she told me to download this song, and really listen. After I listened to it over and over and over again, I realized what she was trying to tell me. Thanks for the lyrics Cha, I'll think of you everytime I hear this song. I miss ya and I love you girl...see ya my sweet dreams:)
"The Freshmen" by: The Verve Pipe
When I was young I knew everything
and she a punk who rarely ever took advice
now i'm guilt stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor
stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice
(CHORUS)
I can't be held responsible
cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
she fell in love in the first place
For the life of me I cannot remember
what made us think that we were wise and we'd never compromise
for the life of me I cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins
we were merely freshmen
My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her
his girl took a week's worth of valium and slept
now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his head on the floor
thinks about her now and how he never really wept he says (CHORUS)
We've tried to wash our hands of all of this
we never talk of our lacking relationships
and how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our heads on the floor
we fell through the ice when we tried not to slip, we'd say(CHORUS)
Anyways, The day a few of us went to visit her at Riley a short time after she was admitted, I remember she had just gotten her hair cut because the chemo was causing it to fall out, but instead of moping about and being sad about it, she didn't care. I just remember her saying that it was weird to reach back and feel how short it was.
I know that I will always keep Chantal in my heart and mind as a young woman whose spirit, energy, and will to live life to the fullest never failed, but was always vibrant. Yes she had to go through so much, but I believe that her story is meant to help others. To help others realize how much they have to live for, and to never feel sorry for themselves, because there is always someone who is suffering more. Chantal is not gone, but just ahead of the game. Just think of it, she gets to hang out with Jesus for a little longer than we do :) I can't wait to see her again someday where we will rejoice with her. Her story will never be forgotten.

