May 19, 2017
Wednesday marked Sarah’s 15th anniversary of her Stage IV Neuroblastoma diagnosis.
The doctor who told us Sarah had cancer is on the left; the woman beside her is our dear friend and former pastor’s wife, Carolyn Stephenson. She was in the conference room with us (along with Steve’s parents) when we got the news.
I will never forget that moment, or that day, or those people who gathered with us at the start of our journey into a nightmare.
During this same week as the anniversary of her diagnosis, this High School graduation photo came up in my FB memories. Pretty great timing to see the contrast and to see where that gravely ill 6-year old child ended up.
Sarah had a few things going on medically this week that necessitated a doctor visit, blood work and urinalysis.
While her blood was being drawn, I stood beside her and held her hand, as I have done so many dozens of times over the past fifteen years.
From what we can tell at the moment, everything seems to be checking out okay on the medical front although she will have to go back for a follow-up visit in two weeks. And with that in mind, it seems like I can’t ever walk into a doctor’s office beside Sarah without a thousand memories rushing back, especially being so close to the anniversary of her diagnosis.
Fortunately for Sarah, this little gal is always on hand for companionship and nursing duty when Sarah is sick and Steve and I are at work. Thankfully, Summer’s nursing skills had good results and Sarah is feeling better and is back at work today.
Here are the kids and grandkids on Mother’s Day.
Now, if someone would just move North Carolina a little closer to Florida, life would be perfect!
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie
are all on the list of things I love.