Yesterday, was the 4th anniversary of the day we heard those horrible words “I am sorry but….” The day that the world of STUPID childhood cancer entered our lives. Much of the day is a blur, but there are some imagines that are still so vivid. Meeting the oncologist for the first time, walking up to the Bone Marrow Transplant Unit the place Alexander would spent most of the next year. Watching him being sedated for his first of many MRI’s. Having Richard break down in tears as we left him in the MRI. Yesterday we participated in a Blood Drive in memory of Alexander and several other children whose lives were cut short by STUPID cancer. It is run by another couple whose Daughter, Alexandra, died 6 years ago. 163 pint of blood were collected. This couple organizes 2 blood drives a year, and so far they have helped collect 1,912 pints of blood! It seemed appropriate that on the anniversary of Alexanders diagnosis, we would be at a blood drive, as he received over 35 BLOOD transfusions ( I may have lost count of some of them!) and over 58 Platelet Transfusions.
Last night we attended a fundraiser called Cure Me I’m Irish. It is run by a group called BeatNB Its purpose is to raise money for Neuroblastoma Research. Thanks to this group, as well as some other PARENT led groups, they have been able to fund a trail for a new drug for neuroblastoma. This drug has been having some excellent results. The doctor leading the research was there and spoke to some of us prior to the event. Thanks to these groups, they have been able to open up the next phase of the study in just 1.5 MONTHS, rather than 1.5+ YEARS. It is sad really, they only needed about $200,000. Sure, to you and me, that is a heck of a lot of money. But if you think about it – that is also about 5 seconds work of a commercial for the Super Bowl. Really not a lot of money then. Again, it seemed only appropriate that on the anniversary, we would be at a fundraiser for the very disease that took his beautiful life.
April 1 will mark 3 years since we said goodbye to Alexander. Last year we went away for a few days. We were thinking about doing that again this year, but now I am not so sure (partly because packing up us and two little ones is a LOT of work, plus all the things we have to bring with us!!) So what we will do we do not know yet. But as in the past, the time leading up to that day is becoming very difficult. The day itself has not been too bad the last two years. But each year is different.
Our Daughter Julia was born 1 week before what would have been Alexander’s 3rd birthday. So, as she has grown up we have seen where she was at the same time Alexander was. I found it very hard to truly “enjoy” her until March 8th of last year. Once she reached the age he was when he was diagnosed, I was able to breath, relax and enjoy her. That was also when I started to learn how to be a parent to a HEALTHY child. Our lives were not centered around visits to the hospital, she had regular visits to the pediatricians office. Alexander never went back after his 6 months check up, so we had to clue what to expect. She had a first birthday that was NOT followed by 27 days in the hospital (including time in the PICU) She learned to walk, and and talk. She has a ways to go with the talking, but I am sure once she gets it she won’t stop! We are having fun watching her play make believe with her dolls and her kitchen. We take her to the playground in the nice weather, and we recently found an indoor play place that she loves. She loves to climb and go down the slide. She is learning to eat with a fork and spoon and doing better every day feeding herself. She is no longer using a bottle, and has the straw down pat (when she isn’t pulling it out of course!) And on March 26th, she will be 21 months 4 days old. She will be older than Alexander ever was.
I am not really sure how to feel about this. I am so sad that Alexander never got to be any older. Sad that he missed out on all these things Julia has learned. His life was cut short in a million different ways. I have several friends whose children are now turning 5, the age he would have been this year. Starting to make plans for kindergarten. So many milestones that he missed out on. But, I know I can’t dwell on that. I have to be thankful for those 21 months 3 days that we DID have with. While he was so sick, he had so much to give to everyone he encountered. There isn’t a week that goes by that someone doesn’t post an Oreo Cookie story or recipe to my Facebook page. It makes me smile every time I see them, because I know he is being thought about and not forgotten.
As we hit this final “milestone” with the age comparison between Alexander and Julia, I know it will be sad in some ways. But, in others, it makes us smile to see all the wonderful things Julia is doing and learning each day.