They might be small…

They might be small, but they are mighty.

They hold a special place in the hearts of those who treat them.

Kids with cancer,  are very special.  They have a gentleness, a sweetness, an awareness of peace that gives them the strength to endure cancer care.  Even the infants who show the scars of ports and I-V's and the harsh medicines that flow through the tubes and into their veins seen to have an unspoken understanding that what their nurses and doctors are doing to them, is a necessary means to what hopefully will be a successful end.   Many childhood cancers come with the word 'cure' at the end of treatment now.  And because late effects of cancer are monitored so closely too, when these kids grow up, long term effects of their earlier treatment is hopefully minimal.

At a time in their lives, when building with Lego's,collecting best friends and dancing with the wind should be at the top of their 'to do list,' these strong little warriors, instead, are staring down a scary monster called cancer.

These little warriors aren't measured in inches, they're measured in heart.

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Al August 21, 2013 at 3:43 pm

Thank you for this blog. I know some very young kids who have fought the beast and lost the fight. I also know some who now are NED and have been so for sometime. Many if not all of the families move into the Hotel AFLAC at Children's Healthcare of Atlanta ( AFLAC is a major sponsor for the good work that Children's does) and so, affectionately, parents have termed living in the hospital day and night as moving into Hotel AFLAC. This is often for prolonged periods of time to be with their child during the treatment. I think back to all of procedures, punctures, scans, IVs and chemo treatments I endured.....the little ones endure the same and they don't understand what is going on or what is being done to them. I think about all of the children's hospitals across the country and give Thanks to them for their outstanding work in caring for the little ones and their families.

Brady Merrill August 20, 2013 at 9:50 pm

I'd had my surgery, now it was time for a PET scan, before the port was put in. Sitting there across from me at 8 in the morning was a young girl and her daddy. They had obviously spent time together during her treatments and this was one more (that hopefully would show nothing) day.
I sat there watching them, thinking to myself, I hope she shows nothing and what a wonderful daddy to sit there with her and how calm she seems and this was my ushering into crazy land.
I hope I had half the courage and strength she showed that day during my time in treatment.

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