I had a lucky day. I met a warrior way to young to be in this fight.
The 13-year old is new to cancer world. She has already faced brain surgery and is now beginning her radiation treatments. She brings her best attitude to the radiation oncology unit. If she’s afraid, she won’t let her cancer see it. Instead, she approaches her radiation with confidence and HOPE.
Her Dad is so proud of his daughter. He watches her, amazed at how brave she is, while he is just a breath away from breaking into tears. He is the fragile one in this duo.
They sit and build puzzles together before it’s time for treatment. She’s just a kid; a teenage trying showing Dad how it’s done. She finds puzzle pieces that snap together and she laughs and looks up at him with such loving eyes. It’s almost like she’s sorry to be putting him through this misery.
The nurse comes into the room to say it’s time for treatment. She moves from puzzles to putting on a mesh mask that helps direct the targeted therapy to exactly the spot where those cancer cells have gathered. A little radiation goes a long way and her treatment is over quickly.
Her Dad, waits patiently for his little girl who has become a grown-up in cancer world almost over night.
The young patient, taking care of the care giver.