Too much excitement just might kill me!
Sadly, three year old Caemon lost his battle with leukemia. Today, I cry for him, and for his parents, and for all those touched by childhood cancer.
I’ve never read Timaree and Jodi’s blog before today, but my heart goes out to them.
I know a little of what they must have been through the last few months. That sickening, sinking feeling when a doctor tells you that your precious child has cancer. The sleepless nights in hospital, watching your child suffer and fight and put up with things that even grownups struggle with. The complete and total upheaval of your lives, as everything goes on hold and all your energy focuses on getting the very best treatment for your child, on providing whatever comfort you can for them while your heart is quietly breaking.
And the fact that absolutely nothing can prepare you for losing your child. I still do not pretend to know what that pain must be like. That truly is something that no parent should ever have to face.
We met many beautiful children with leukemia in our ward, and I wish it wasn’t so. Childhood cancer simply should not exist – no child deserves to go through what these kids go through. Outcomes are much better now than they were even 20 years ago, but they could be better. I know that there is a huge amount of research being done in these areas – in fact we agreed for Monkey to be part of some studies and clinical trials during his treatment – but cures for these diseases simply cannot come soon enough.
We need to raise awareness of childhood cancer. People know it can happen, as a vague sort of thing, but most people don’t know anyone it has happened to, or realise what it entails. That’s why I feel it is so important for parents and children with cancer to talk about their experiences.
I use any excuse to bring up Monkey’s cancer in conversation, even with complete strangers. I’m sure a lot of people find that weird, but it’s an important part of his life, and I feel somehow compelled to share that. I want people to know that even adorable cheeky little Monkeys get cancer, and we need to do whatever we can to stop it.
So I’m joining Insert Metaphor in a week of blog-silence, in remembrance of Caemon, in deepest sympathies for his family, and in utmost thankfulness for my Monkey’s health.