If you are a friend or relative, you know that our son has leukemia. Jack is 6 years old and was diagnosed with ALL (acute lymphoblastic leukemia) the day after Thanksgiving. "Black Friday" has a whole new meaning to us now. Jack also has Down syndrome, and children with DS are at a greater risk (20% more) than typical kids. Still, a longshot. Guess he should play the lottery.
Anyhow, about the first month of treatment was inpatient at Children's Hospital in Boston. The following 2 years is outpatient treatments. That's right, no mis-typing here: 2 years. At this point in the protocol to treat ALL, we go into the Jimmy Fund Clinic at the Dana Farber Cancer Institute in Boston once a week. Soon, we'll only need to travel in once every three weeks for the duration of his treatment. But Jack continuously gets medicine at home and chemotherapy at home too. And I have the pleasure of giving him his chemotherapy through his port on Saturday mornings. I never thought I would be loading my little boy with a neon yellow liquid through a syringe, attached to a port under his skin, that feeds into a major vein. But hey, you deal with what lift throws at you.
He's such a trooper. I mean a genuine hero. He goes through all of this with a smile pasted on his face. As I'm writing this today, he is back in the hospital due to a fever. But he keeps his smile. And because of that smile, and all he has gone through, he's changed hundreds, if not thousands of lives. Amazing things have happened to our family: so many cards and letters that a 55 gallon container can't keep it's top on; friends organizing a Run For Jack 5k; blood drive in Jack's honor, numerous fundraising events; a song written just for Jack; features in multiple newspapers; people we don't know reaching out to us from around the world. As I sit here, I know I'm missing more, as it's all been so overwhelming. Wonderfully overwhelming. This little boy has made a difference, and isn't that what it's all about?
Here's a little photo collage from his first 7 months of treatment:
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Being silly |
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Loads of mail |
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More silliness |
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And more mail :) |
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Surrounded by the Red Sox |
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Loving his little black car |
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Celebrating his 6th birthday in the hospital |
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His sister's love |
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Coming home after our first month's stay |
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More adventures through the hospital |
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The dreaded mouth sores |
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The banner at the blood drive. And a peek of the beautiful painting made by a friend. |
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I can play doctor too |
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Downing the chips after a lumbar puncture |
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More hospital explorations |
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Always happy |
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In the ER, waiting to be admitted, again |
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Loving on Daddy |
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Tired, and will fall asleep where it's warm |
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Even on the floor |
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Enjoying a little break from our clinic visit |
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Fooling around with sister |
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Loving his reflection in the ambulance windows |
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Still happy :) |
Debbie