Your son is a warrior and will be in my prayers. Children are very resilient creatures. One minute they are crying in a manner that ruptures eardrums and the next they are laughing.
The night before I was leaving for a work trip, we noticed a lump on the side of our 3 year old son’s abdomen. Assuming it was a hernia or something fairly innocuous, I left and my wife said she would take him to the pediatrician for an exam.
He was sent straight to Peyton Manning Children’s Hospital for testing, and it was discovered he had something known as “Wilm’s Tumor,” which is a very rare form of pediatric cancer.
I rushed back straight to the hospital, and made it before he underwent emergency surgery to have a tumor and one of his kidneys removed.
The surgery went well, and it sounds like we are now looking at about 6 months of radiation and chemo. He is in good spirits all things considered, and we will continue to be strong for him during this very difficult time.
I ask that you please keep our son in your prayers as he fights to beat this diagnosis and return to good health, and please hug those little ones extra hard tonight.
God’s plan can change, and a normal day can turn into the worst day without notice.
Sent from my iPhone using TapatalkI will pray for your son’s full recovery and your entire family. God bless all of you.
Update:
Thank you all so much for the prayers. I know we are strangers in the grand scheme of things, but any and all spiritual help is always appreciated greatly in times like these.
Recovery from surgery has been going well. They are starting to remove some of the tubes/catheters/etc. and it looks like he will be home sometime this week.
We won’t have official oncology reports from the surgery back for another few days, but they are pretty confident we are looking at stage 3 (common stage for this type due to how it presents itself), and a treatment of radiation of chemo to ensure the mesentery that the tumor was fused to is cancer free (the good news was the tumor was not fused to any organs).
Lots of feelings continue. I am trying hard to not be angry, along with the other natural feelings of fear and sadness that come with situations like this.
Dads have a hard time processing problems they can’t fix right away for their children, and it’s frustrating to be in that unknown territory, and that my baby boy is dealing with this instead of me. It just isn’t fair.
Cancer is a coward, and I do take solace in knowing it has picked a fight with a tough little SOB that won’t be kind to it when the gloves come off.
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