I will never be able to look back and say it was not for lack of trying. I have faltered, I am not this strong person people see all the time, but….
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“Finally a F#&%ing Break!”
I have tried to be positive but it just seemed since December it was bad news after bad news. This last MRI I prepared myself for the worst. We had even talked about taking Aiden off the Chemo if it once again showed it was not working. Seeing the strain the chemo puts on his body has been so heartbreaking, every round just getting harder and harder to see him go through. I have been so focused on creating the best experiences for the boys and memories, living life to the fullest with the time we have.
Shave for a Cure
On Monday, The University of Ottawa Faculty of Medicine Smiling Over Sickness Group hosted their annual Shave for a Cure event in support of Childhood Cancer Canada. Every year, medical students raise funds, cut their luscious&hellip
Why not?
Sitting on a train, this time so different. I am not heading to Sick Kids (well not really) I am not lugging a wheel chair and feeding pump and meds. I am not sitting with&hellip
In the News
This week has been trying in the news and has impacted me more then I can really explain. How can I feel such emotions for people I have never met? The news of Johnathan Pitre&hellip
Time
Growing up I felt like I had all the time in the world. I was carefree and invincible. I believed in infinite possibilities. My friends and I would make up dances on the beach, we&hellip
1 Month in 3392 words #BellLetsTalk
#BellLetsTalk I see it all over Facebook. I understand the premise of it and I understand the truth behind it but sometimes when we suffer from depression and mental illness it just feel like talking&hellip
Wishes Work Wonders
Last year as Aiden and I hung out at SickKids Hospital in Toronto one thing that kept us occupied was dreaming of wishes. I had been contacted from Make-A-Wish and Children’s Wish just before Aiden&hellip
Many Faces
Rows of faces, mothers, fathers, babies, children, teens. Walking through the halls, Going here and going there. In the waiting rooms, Sitting on plastic covered chairs. Doctors, patients, families, visitors. To appointments and scans and&hellip
Scanxiety
The phone rings, it is the MRI department at Sick Kids in Toronto. “Hello, is this the parent of Aiden Fotherby-Verk”, Yes I reply, “This is appointment reminder for December 15th at 1pm, no food&hellip
