BenjaminBriggs
Luna DarkEyes
BenjaminBriggs
Luna DarkEyes
BenjaminBriggs
Luna DarkEyes
I was always under the impression a child could be born with a form of cancer. Either way, I'm a big supported of child related things. I love children. By the way, I read your story about your son. I'm glad his health has improved.
Oh, yeah, some cancers are born with, those can be the most difficult to work with. It used to be they didn't want to start treatments until the kid was two years or so, but that was a while ago.
biggrin Yes, he's considered "cured", the other C-word associated with Cancer. (And then I knock on wood because I'm still so freaking superstitious after all that!)
I see that you put the word cured into quotations. I could see why, I'd be superstitious too. But congrats on your son's health all the same! I'll keep my fingers crossed that he stays healthy.
All this talk of cancer, I can't even remember what kind my step-grandmother had. It think it was breast cancer.
Parents become weirder creatures than you ever dreamed when they have a sick kid. The only parents crazier than the chemo parents were the transplant parents.
Ugh, any cancer is more than enough.
I couldn't possibly imagine. I would not want to be in that situation.
Yes, I second that notion. Its sad though, once my grandfather passed away from a heartattack, she lost her will too live so she passed not long after him. Actually I'm surprised she lived as long as she did. My grandfather passed in April of 2007 and she passed in late July I believe.
We always said that the doctors should prescribe sedatives to the parents, or at least booze.
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Oh, jeez, that's hard. Both of my parents, once my mother passed on, my dad just really didn't have much of a will to go on. I see that they're together again, and that's all they really wanted, to be together.
Lol. Hm...that probably would have worked. At least with sedatives you wouldn't have to deal with the ramblings of an incoherent drunk. ^^
It was really hard on my father and uncles (his two brothers) when my grandfather passed. They were all really close to him. When my mom and dad came home from the hostpital my dad was crying quite a bit so I held him and let him get out as much as he could. My mom told me it was very mature of me to do that for him and to have not pushed him away or make any rude facial gestures (like a "god his he done yet?" roll of the eyes). As for my step-grandmother, when my family attended my grandfather's memorial service and I stood up and gave a speech/talked about past memories of my grandfather, I ended it with a mention of wanting to me my grandmother, I always had the love of my step-grandmother Barbara and she loved me as a grandmother would love their grandchild. (or something to that effect) and when I was done I saw her eyes were all glassed over and she had this huge ear-to-ear smile on her face and told me that what I said had meant a lot to her.