2 Years Old at Diagnosis
After 3 1/2 long years Chase has finished his treatment. October 13, 2013 will be a day just like July 21, 2010 that we will never forget. Chase took his last chemo pill at home on Oct 13. Feelings were better than those we had on July 21, 2010 when at just 2 years old, he was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia (ALL). Still, it is a day that he, and our entire family, will forever remember.
When we heard those words “your son has cancer” it was terrible. I thought they must have made a mistake. After having a million different things run through my head I decided we were going to move forward and do whatever it takes to beat this.
Looking back, I can say the worst part was the first month and a half. Chase was thrown into a new world where he had no control. We took almost every part of his life and changed it. That is hard for a two year old that wants to do everything “by myself!” He took steroids that made him beyond grumpy. I had to force medicine down his throat multiple times a day and give him IV antibiotics around the clock. I hated that month because I felt like he honestly hated me. Any time he saw me, he was sure I was just coming to do something to him again, or give him some sort of nasty medicine. I cry writing this because he came so far. It became his “normal.” He believes that everyone has to do this. He sees me take my daily vitamins and says to me, “mom, you taking your magic medicine?”
With all the bad, there was so much good. So much to be thankful for. One of our greatest blessings is that he is here with us. He is alive. We can still hear his little voice. We can still take him on a family vacation. We can still tuck him in bed every night. We can still kiss him and tell him how much we love him. He is our little boy and we will never forget what a fight he has been through to be here with us.
For more than 1200 days, Chase’s little body had chemotherapy along with many other medications inside it. Now he is finished with treatment and so far, has had good blood draws. He continues to be the little boy we have loved since the day he was born. He is full of energy and has so much love and concern for others. I know that the treatments were hard on him. I know that he never felt 100% awesome through his whole treatment, but he never let it show. He was always happy and positive about everything going on around him.
There was one case where his grandma had picked him up from tee ball practice and had to also take another little boy home. This other little boy didn’t know our family well, and so didn’t know Chase’s situation. Chase got in the car and his sister said to him, “Chase, grandma is taking us to dinner at (a certain restaurant)!” Chase was so excited and the other little boy in the car turned to Chase and said, “my mom won’t let us go there, because it gives you cancer!” Chase didn’t let one second go by until he said, “Well, I already have cancer so can we still go there grandma?” It was times like these that made us laugh and realize that life is about living.
I feel like even though I wouldn’t wish cancer on anyone, it has shaped him and our family into who we are today and has opened our eyes to so much service and love that was shown to us through others helping our family. We are so blessed to have such wonderful medicine and doctors to heal our little boy. We continue to pray every day that the cancer doesn’t come back and that other families don’t have to go through what ours did.
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