Lots of Prayers Needed!
Back in February I posted the story of a coworker of mine who found out their son had alveolar rhabdomyosarcoma cancer on his face.
They were doing chemo treatments for several weeks and things seemed to be improving, but the cancer started growing again rapidly. They received the results that it was growing again on 4/27 and left the next day to drive to MD Anderson in Houston to start different chemo drugs and radiation. While there on one of his scans the doctors noticed a lymph node that looked odd, they did surgery to remove it and sent off for tests. They found out yesterday that it came back cancerous and will start radiation on his neck on Monday. The doctors have a very grave outlook as there has been no other case like Wyatt's and the cancer doesn't seem to be responding to the treatments as they would hope. The doctors also told them that he will likely not be cured and even if the cancer went into remission that the probability of recurrence is high. They will continue treatments for as long as possible, but the family needs any and all prayers that anyone can muster up even if you're not the "praying type". If it wasn't before, it is even more clear now that the only healing/cure will come from God and God alone.
Please include Eric, Ashley, and Wyatt in your prayers. He will be 7 months old tomorrow (5/28).
His dad posted this this morning on Facebook:
"Everyone always says how they are amazed how strong Ashley and I are and how hard it must be for us to be going through this. We have had our moments of weakness where we were mad or upset, and this is a difficult journey for us.
But what is hard is having to ingest chemicals designed to kill you every week.
What's hard is being held down against your will so you can have a "dressing change" all the while screaming out in pain.
What's hard is, sometimes during these "dressing changes", you have open sores on your skin making it all the more painful.
What's hard is having your stomach and intestines in nots causing you to have uncontrollable vomiting and diarrhea.
What's hard is having diarrhea so bad that there is open and bleeding sores on your butt.
What's hard is having to be sedated every day without knowing why.
What's hard is being starved because you can't have anything to eat or drink because of the sedation. Or maybe you can't eat or drink because of the nausea even though you want to.
What's hard is the surgeries. The surgery where they cut open your face. Or where they put a tube in your chest. Or where they split your neck.
What's hard is suffering through the radiation. The burn on your face, in your mouth making it painful to eat, and the burn and swelling in your nose making it hard to breathe.
What's harder is fighting for your life before it has had a chance to begin. And not even knowing why you are having to do this.
What's harder is watching the only people you know and love, the people that are disposed to protect you, subject you to all of this.
What's harder is that all of this is the only thing you have ever experienced or known. This is your norm.
What's strong is, through all of this, waking up every morning smiling and somehow finding a way to laugh throughout the day.
This is what hard is. This is what it means to be strong. The hardship I suffer and the strength I have is no comparison to what Wyatt is going through and the strength he has. I am proud and honored to be called his father.
I love you so much, Monkey."
Thanks
Originally Posted by ecu1984
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