After one of the worst weekends yet and I really wondered how we were going to get through this, Aiden wakes up this morning and asked to go for a walk!!!! March 8th will be a day I will never forget! It is the first time Aiden is really walking with no help! The first…
How do I begin to describe what the last five days have been like. We arrived in Toronto on Saturday and had a great visit with my grandmother. It was the first time seeing her since everything happened in September. Last visit we had with her was on our Summer Family Trip a month prior…
I have never been to jail, or in trouble with the law for that matter, but as we prepare for 6 months in Toronto I think this is what it would feel like. I have a sentence date, we will be allowed visitors at set times, the doctor is the Warden making sure we follow…
Everyday I wake up and have a choice to make; I can get in my car and leave, I can hide under the covers with tears in my eyes, I can take my frustrations and sorrows out on those around me, or I can choose to face the situation and do the best I can!…
Now, 6 Months later, we sit in a tiny blue exam room at Sick Kids Hospital waiting for him to arrive.
Another waiting room, another city. More families waiting anxiously for results, procedures, tests and treatments. The brightly painted walls and colourful checkered floors, children’s artworks and games and clowns; an attempt to mask the hospital stench. Pulling smiles as painful as pulling teeth. So many similarities in all hospitals so far. Parents on phones, kids…
Way to tired to type update or anything deep just going through the emotions. Arrived at CHEO 8am and Aiden is fast asleep after long day; it is now 7:30 pm and he getting his first dose of Chemotherapy. No turning back now…
So my last posts have been great, they have made me feel great. Focusing on the good has lifted my spirits and starting to write and be creative again has been a good therapy. But everyday my anxiety grows, so much that I am unable to sleep, the knot in my stomach pulling tighter and…
You do not know how far you have come until you look back. I am so amazingly proud of Aiden and all he had gone though. Everyday he is not only fighting to beat this cancer but to get back his ability to walk, speak and eat again. Over the last couple day Aiden has…
I am finally sitting at my computer ready to write, but for some reason words do not come as easy. I look at my last post thinking it might kick this writers block but it only makes it harder as I realize I have not posted anything in a month; the last post: the ringing…