Leukemia isn't all Jack has had to experience. He was born with Down syndrome, which means absolutely nothing to him (and the more you know about Down syndrome, the more you realize that it shouldn't). He smiles and laughs his way through the day. He still does, even undergoing cancer treatments. Jack has also had two major hip surgeries, both requiring a body cast for months at a time. Once again, laughing and smiling, army crawling in his cast.
I know he'll get through this. Maybe that's why I can say leukemia hasn't been all bad. We've done things and met people we never would have if he wasn't stricken with this illness. The love and outpouring of support from dear ones, but mostly from complete strangers, has turned our world upside down. And the love keeps on coming.
One year down; 25 months to go.
One day it will be nice to see Black Friday as a day to freeze your ass off standing in lines at 2am for crazy deals, rather than remembering that alarming phone call that an oncologist is waiting for you to travel into Boston because we suspect your child has leukemia.