We’ve been talking about beating the beast.
Recently, we’ve talked about brave, new treatments in cancer world, where patient odds of living longer, with a better quality of life is very real. These are all such positive thoughts in a world where positive is not an every day word.
Well, today was a day when reality struck. It hit hard…cancer usually does.
Kids and cancer is such an awful combination.
I was on the pediatric oncology floor at the cancer center meeting with grown-ups who care for these wonderful young people who happen to have cancer. Walking past the closed doors of rooms filled with these kids, out of the blue, was an open doorway. Brightly colored streamers made out of foil reached out to me with every gust of air that moved through the unit. The voices coming from the room were up beat…someone was actually laughing. When I passed by the door, I saw the sign that read “Last chemo treatment today!”
It was a good day in that room. Score one for Life.
My footsteps took me to a play room, where kids of all ages can come to forget about their treatments, if they’re well enough. It’s an ‘escape from cancer’ room. Oh, they still wear their masks in this room and they still push their T-stands where bags of medicine swing from side to side. But it’s a little piece of normal that helps them remember how to play foosball, how to play with toys and dolls or read about a place outside the hospital walls, reachable only through a book and a vivid imagination.
WE all could use an “escape from cancer” room.