Aww, remission is wonderful! The monster is gone! But the ordeal is far from over, as some people think. You have never been dragged, kicking and screaming into the world of childhood cancer if you think it will ever be over. Your life becomes a whirl of doctors, blood tests, and MRI’s.
Drake’s first scan was clean and cancer free. Yay, my baby is doing well. We were lured into that pretend world that everything was fine.
We were preparing for Drake’s first real Christmas. He will be two years old in January so this Christmas was going to be so much fun. His first real Christmas and his first real birthday celebration. We were so happy and had so much to be thankful and grateful for. Drake was developing fine. Even ahead of children his age. He was practically potty training himself! And he could carry on conversations with the best of them.
Drake and Emily were pure joy that sweet Christmas holiday season. Now on to his happy birthday. He was turning two January 23, 2009! Such a big boy. Such a happy boy for all he has been through. He didn’t realize his world and our world were different from many others. It was the only life he knew. I always expected him to ask why he was the only one in our family that had to go to the hospital all the time. But he never questioned, never complained.
Yes our life was a whirl of doctors, blood tests, and MRI’s. We were scheduled for another scan the day after his 2nd birthday. He was doing so well. No signs of the monster and we were trying to get our life back to normal while living in mind-numbing fear that any one of these tests could result in hearing the dreaded words “The cancer has returned”.