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Super Mom




“I don’t know how you do what you do. You’re a super mom”

Most mothers would love hearing those words but it made me feel awkward. Of course I said thank you and I thought it was very sweet but what I should have said was that I’m not any stronger than you are. I’m just a mom trying to make it with the hand I was dealt. It was tough being a mom dealing with a son with cancer, a son with autism, a daughter with a speech delay and living apart from my wife for a year. Thankfully I had help from my amazing parents. I don’t believe I was doing anything that any other mother wouldn’t do in my situation. I was the mom that was in the ocean doing the doggy paddle trying to keep my kids on the raft. I was in survival mode the year that Nathan was diagnosed and treated for cancer. I’m not a super mom. I just didn’t have a choice but to keep going despite all the obstacles that were thrown at me.

I’m here to tell everyone I don’t have it all together. It wasn’t and still isn’t pretty some days. I have accepted that I can’t do it all. I have accepted that I’m not perfect and life doesn’t always go as planned. I’m just a mom giving it 110% to set my kids up for success. Parenting shouldn’t be a competition anyway. I know I’m no better than the mom next door. I believe that we are all just trying our hardest for the kids we love. Wanting to be the best at everything can be toxic. Wanting to post your perfect family and perfect life on social media for everyone to see is exhausting. We shouldn’t feel like we need to show the world that we have it all together. For a long time I felt like I needed to do that. I took a step back from my phone and social media when Nathan was sick. I simply didn’t have time to be on my phone constantly taking pictures and scrolling through feeds. I still have social media accounts but I went from posting pictures daily to only checking my feed occasionally. I stopped living behind my phone for the first time in a long time. I started living in the moment with my kids. Taking a step back has been one of the best things to happen to me. I am happier now that I’m not constantly feeling the pressure to capture every moment on camera and post it for everyone to see.

So on this Mother’s Day I am cutting myself some slack and taking the pressure off of me. I am not a super mom and I don’t have to be. My goal is to be the best mom I can be for my kids and take care of me too. I started celebrating Mother’s Day early this past week when Nathan and Alex arrived in Michigan. Having my whole crew of littles and not so littles anymore all in one place filled me with so much happiness. I would say that this was by far the best Mother’s Day I’ve ever had. Healthy and happy children around me.














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7 Things Not To Say To An Autism Parent

I have found myself in conversations with people with good intentions that had no idea how offensive their comments or questions were. It can be an awkward situation if you meet an autism parent and don’t know what to say. So I’ll share a few of the things I suggest not to say.


1. He doesn’t look like he has autism. He looks normal.

Of course he looks normal. He is normal but no he’s not typical. Kids who have autism don’t have specific look to them. Just say you have a handsome son.

2. What is his special gift? What can he do? 

There is a misconception that just because you have autism that you must have special abilities. He’s not a circus animal. While this is true for some with autism, it is not true for all of them. You could say what kind of things does your son enjoy doing?

3. What do you think caused it? Was he vaccinated?

We don’t know what caused it and neither does the medical community yet so I suggest that you just don’t ask that. And before you ask the vaccination question you should brace yourself because that one just about pushes me over the edge. I don’t believe vaccinations were the cause. The physician that years ago started that awful theory fabricated his research and he lost his medical license. I know that others have also pushed this theory but I have yet to read anything compelling enough to make me believe there is any truth to it. So again, I don’t know what caused it but I can’t change it. All I can do now is do my best to get him the best therapy and support he needs to be successful.

4. Have you tried changing his diet?

This question isn’t necessarily offensive when asked unless you are trying to suggest that I haven’t done everything in my power already to help my son. Some children with autism are VERY picky eaters. (And yes this can be true of typical kids too.) In our case Noah has less than 10 foods that he will eat. So tell me more about your suggestion to only cook one meal and that he’ll eat when he’s hungry. Yeah…no. He’d rather starve. You can try the starvation method on your own child but what I’ll do is offer new foods and encourage him to try them but I will not force him to eat new foods. I’ve learned to pick my battles.

5. My child has meltdowns too. Have you tried disciplining him or being more strict?

Please do not compare your child’s temper tantrum to an autism meltdown. These two things are not the same in the least. When my child is having a meltdown he doesn’t even have the words to tell me what is wrong. It could be that the room is overwhelming him or that doesn’t understand why he can’t do something. He can’t even tell me what I can do to help him. It is one of the most helpless feelings an autism parent has. So no I can’t try discipline. I can’t spank the autism out of him. What I can do is utilize the tools I’ve been given by his therapists to notice the signs of a meltdown coming on and try to prevent scenarios that can cause a meltdown. I am hyper aware of my surroundings now when we are out and about. I can usually spot a possible meltdown trigger from a mile away.

6. I read this article on autism and I think you should try…

This is a tough one. I have done countless hours of research concerning autism. I actually get regular emails from organizations that are doing on going research about autism. I can assure you that I am well educated and up to date on the latest information. But with that said, I am always willing to read an article with a new point of view. In this case instead of giving your recommendations based on the article you should probably just say I read an interesting article about autism, can I share it with you?

7. I’m so sorry.

I have said this in previous posts but I’ll say it again. PLEASE don’t say I’m so sorry when I tell you that my son has autism, like it’s such a terrible thing that you need to feel sorry for me. I don’t feel sorry for me. Some days are really tough and we have more obsticles but most days are wonderful. Noah is a blessing. He brings me so much joy. He has changed the way I see the world. He has taught me what true patience is, taught me to be a kinder human and made me a better mom. I only post about our autism journey to help bring awareness not to seek your pity. Your support and kindness are the things that autism parents want.


I hope that if you find yourself in a situation where you are talking to an autism parent that you’ll remember the things NOT to say.




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Fears for the Future

Noah was officially diagnosed with autism when he was three. I had no idea how much my life would change with this diagnosis. It was devastating in the beginning. It was like I went through a grieving process. I was terrified about his future. We had no idea what to expect. Autism has no two kids alike. They call it a spectrum for a reason because the severity and behaviors vary from kid to kid. The things that you assumed would come naturally were now a waiting game. Sometimes I wondered if those milestones would ever happen. Having a typical kid before Noah meant that I already had my own preconceived ideas of the things he would do as he grew. Maybe it’s my own fault but I assumed he would be a lot like his brother. I assumed he would be athletic and want to play sports but he had no interest. He loved dinosaurs, animals and bugs. I assumed that he would be a little chatter box and talk non stop but instead I was thrilled to get him to say any words at all. The worries and fears that I had for Noah and his future were new territory for me.

How will he be treated by his peers? Will he be bullied? Will he ever have a best friend? Will other kids play with him on the playground or will he even acknowledge them if they approach him? Will he be able to continue to be in a traditional classroom? Will he go to prom? Will he graduate? Will he go on to college? Will he move out on his own? Will he get married? Will he have kids? The list of questions for his future could go on and on. Some days I let these questions and these worries take over my mind but recently I read a quote that helped me change the way I was thinking.

“Don’t let your fears for the future stop your joys in the present.”

It occurred to me that I’ve been letting so many of my fears get in the way of the day to day successes that we have. I’m working on just taking things day by day instead of worrying constantly about what the future holds for him.

Noah has had so many breakthroughs this year. He has learned to ask for help instead of getting frustrated and crying. He has learned to wait (2.5 mins to be exact) before he asks again for something. He has adjusted to being in a traditional classroom. He is making progress academically and has been able to learn in an environment with all typical kids around him. He has learned to look to his peers to do what they are doing if he didn’t understand the directions given by the teacher.

One of my biggest fears has always been him being bullied. We are so lucky that it is not an issue in his class. There are 3 girls in particular that go out of their way to help him. I get emotional when I think about the fact that they have taken on the job of helping him without being asked to do so. Kids can be wonderful, kind and loving little humans.

When the autism community talks about autism awareness and acceptance we want to teach everyone but I feel like adults need the most teaching. Kids model what they learn at home. I’m just happy that we have amazing kids and parents in Noah’s class that practice patience and kindness toward others that are different. They give me hope.


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A Lonely Road

April is Autism Awareness month and I’ve decided to share in a few posts about our journey through autism.

It can be hard to explain what it is like to parent a child with autism. It can be quite a lonely road to travel. Maybe it is my own fault for not being more proactive to find more friends with special needs children. I’ve joined a few online groups made up of parents that have children with autism but rarely get anything from the posts or conversations. Some of these parents have very different views than I do. Some have very out there ideas about what caused their child to be autistic. Some parents are very opinionated about medications and therapy. I am non-confrontational and choose not to engage in discussions where I know I will not change their minds nor will they change mine. When it comes to what I believe is the “right thing” to do for my son I don’t need anyone who doesn’t know my son telling me what I should do.

I see parents every day when I drop and pick Noah up from therapy but I have yet to connect with any of them. The brief time that I’m there doesn’t really allow for making friends anyway. The waiting room is a little chaotic. The children there are all very different, some more severe than others. I have so much empathy now for special needs parents who are dealing with their day to day challenges. Some have it much harder than I do and I try to keep that in mind on my tough days. There are children older than Noah who still aren’t potty trained. There are kids that hit themselves or others. Some that are completely nonverbal. I could go on and on. So many parents like me avoid going to crowded and noisy places for fear that their child could have a meltdown. Noah has had those public meltdowns and it is awful. I could see the judgmental stares and see people whispering. Some parents have children that will run away or wander off. Noah wouldn’t run but could easily wander away from me. One of my fears is still that Noah would get lost and not know how to tell an adult my information to find me. We’ve been practicing him knowing my name and phone number for a year but he’s still not consistent in answering that. Noah lacks some of the basic fears that other children have. Noah is generally not afraid of strangers and could easily walk off with someone that just took his hand told him to go with them. If someone hurt Noah he wouldn’t be able to tell me who it was or what they did. It is so incredibly scary to be out where I can’t keep him in a little bubble.

Most of our friends and even our family can’t understand what I go through on a daily basis. They only know what it’s like to parent a typical child. They don’t see the lows and the days that I feel like a failure. They don’t share the same fears that I do for my son. I don’t feel sorry for myself or want other people to feel sorry for me but I do wish it was easier for people to understand the daily struggles.

I often see where autistic parents say the words” I wouldn’t change my child at all”. I know at some point in a post on IG or FB I probably said something similar but I can tell you that I was lying. The truth is that I would change some things. I’m not saying I would change his personality. He is so incredibly sweet and I cherish how affectionate he is. I love that he loves to be outdoors and how much he loves bugs and animals. But despite my love for him I would change a few things. I would want to have just a simple conversation with him. I would want him to be able to understand the questions I ask him and hear his answers. I wish he could tell me what is wrong when he’s upset. I wish he could be able to interact with other children and have friends to play with. I wish I could ask him what he’s thinking when he’s quite and staring off into the sky. I know that he is constantly improving his expressive and receptive language and I can only pray that day may eventually come.






2018 RECAP

2018 was a busy year and eventful year. Here is a little RECAP of each month.

January was an eventful month. A week after chemo started Nathan’s hair started to come out. So he decided that he wanted to shave it off and that’s what we did. Poor Quinn developed an abscess above her front teeth after a fall and had to have her front two teeth pulled. She looked pretty cute being toothless for a while. Nathan went through his second round of chemo but this time we were able to go to the Vandy Children’s Hospital Cancer Clinic for treatment. It was a long two days but it was nice to be able to be at home instead of in the hospital. We had our first snow of the year as well. The kids had a blast playing in the snow! In Tennessee snow is a treat!

Nathan was voted Friendliest by his class at the beginning of the year and he was recognized for this along with all of the other Superlative students at half time of one of the DA basketball games. It was a proud moment for me that my kid received this recognition! I always want him to treat others with kindness and it’s heart warming that others see him that way. 

February was lots of fun. We had Nathan’s senior football banquet and it was so much fun to work with the other senior moms one last time to celebrate our amazing boys. My parents and my grandmother were able to be there too. It was a wonderful night. I was able to reconnect with some old high school friends for a much needed girls night out. I can’t tell you enough how wonderful it was to spend time with friends that I hadn’t seen in 15 years. Noah and Quinn were doing well in school and therapy. Both growing up too fast! Nathan continued to have chemo rounds every three weeks. Each time it made him feel worse. It drained him of his energy and left him feeling nauseated and unable to eat for days. While he dreaded going in the staff at the clinic always made it a great experience. Despite feeling bad he always kept a smile on his face.

March  Spring was in full swing and we enjoyed being able to be outside every chance we had!  Noah loves being outdoors. I always say that it is his happy place. Quinn turned 3! We had a great birthday party at the playground for her! All of her friends from school came to celebrate with us! She also had her first hair cut! She was such a big girl sitting quietly while Hailey cut her hair.

Another exciting thing that happened in March was Nathan received his wish from the Dreams and Wishes Foundation of Tennessee for teens that have cancer or a terminal illness. His wish was to go to a Nashville Predators hockey game and meet the team and especially his favorite player Viktor Arvidsson. They went over and beyond to make us feel special. They gave him a jersey of his favorite player and a Preds hockey stick. We toured the stadium including the television truck where they produce the game live for TV. After the game they took us down to meet the players. Nathan couldn’t have been happier. His favorite player came out at the very end and was so nice to Nathan. He talked with him about the game and gave him tickets to 6 games for the next season. It was a night that he’ll never forget.

April was a busy month. We took a trip to Cincinnati to meet Leslie at a halfway point and spent the day at the zoo there. We also took a trip to the Nashville zoo with Noah’s school. The kids can’t get enough of the zoo. Noah would go everyday if he could! Nathan went through 2 more rounds of chemo. The scans they took showed that the tumor was almost gone.

Senior prom was in April! Nathan took his best friend (now girlfriend) Alex with him as his date. They had an amazing time with their friends and even let me take some great pictures of them before their night began.

May rolled in with lots of great events. Nathan went through his last round of chemo in time for him to feel well enough to play in one soccer game for his senior season. They celebrated him being the only senior on the team and honored him that night. He was so sad that he had to miss his senior soccer season and was thrilled that they cleared him to play in one game as long as he didn’t push himself too hard. It was so nice to see him out on the field one last time.

May also meant high school graduation!!! This was such a great week of events. They had an awards banquet and a college send off ceremony for the seniors. I couldn’t have been more proud and thankful to see Nathan walk across the stage.

Quinn had an end of the year program at her Mother’s Day Out school and it was so funny to see her want to take over the mic at center stage during her classes songs. Ha! I was incredibly sad knowing that she wouldn’t be back next year.

June meant it was time to move to Michigan. It was so incredibly hard to leave home, our friends and our family behind but we were ready for our new start in Michigan. We jumped right into our new home and started enjoying our summer break. We joined the Detroit Zoo and enjoyed all the great parks and splash pads around us. I spent most of the month on the phone fighting with insurance daily to get Noah approved to start ABA therapy again. I was such a stressful time but I’m relentless when it comes to getting Noah the services that he needs.

July in Michigan was wonderful. The weather is amazing with temps in the 70’s and 80’s every day with a constant breeze. We spent most of our days outdoors. I celebrated turning 36 with our family watching fireworks at a local park. Nathan came to visit us in Detroit and we had so much fun having him here. We also made a quick trip back to Nashville.

August was our last month of summer before school starts up. We visited one of Michigan’s many beaches and the kids loved playing in the water and sand! We found a new park each week to visit in our area. Noah finally started ABA therapy again and we were so happy that he enjoyed going each day.

I made a trip home to be with Nathan when he had his chemo port removed and moved into college all in one week! It was a bittersweet day to set up his dorm room and leave him behind. I kept telling myself to stay positive that he would be fine. I knew that I needed to be thankful that he was well enough to be in college after a battling cancer for 6 months.

September rang in the new school year! Noah started kindergarten at an amazing school. They made the first day so special. I was overwhelmed with emotions walking him up to the school that first day. Quinn started preschool a weeks behind Noah starting. She was so excited to be going to school just like her big brother! In the afternoons we found ourselves outside trying to soak up the last little bit of warm weather.

I took a trip to Cincinnati to visit with one of my old friends and we took every opportunity to be big kids for the weekend. We went to an amusement park and rode almost every roller coaster there. Then ended our day there with blue ice cream cones. It was such a nice get away for me.

October was a month full of fun. Nathan turned 19!!! Wow that was hard to wrap my head around. I face timed with him for his 4 month post chemo appointment where we heard lots of good news from his labs. His PET scan showed bone regrowth where the tumor had been which was wonderful news.

Quinn’s class took a field trip to a local apple orchard and we had the best time. There was a hay ride through the orchard and we were able to pick our own bag for apples off the trees. That was a great first field trip!

The kids were pumped about trick-or-treating for the first time. They loved dressing up! Noah was a monster and Quinn was sleeping beauty. We finally live in a neighborhood where we could enjoy trick-or-treating with out having to go anywhere. Our streets were filled with families! It was such a fun night. The kids had so much fun and so did we. Quinn’s favorite part was handing out the candy to all the kids that came to our door. She usually yelled trick-or treat at them before they could say it. Ha!

November brought our first Michigan snow. The kids were so excited! It was strange sending the kids off to school when the snow was coming down! In Tennessee the whole city would shut down for a week if we got a couple of inches. Our sweet Noah turned 6!!! We had a little monster party for him at home. It was a great day of celebrating him! One of my best friends got married in Cincinnati. It was like a mini high school reunion! Such a wonderful night! Les and I had an amazing time being out without the kids. With a last minute schedule change it meant that we wouldn’t be able to travel home for Thanksgiving and I was so sad. Then my mom came to the rescue and flew to Michigan to be with us for a long weekend. We spent Thanksgiving at a friends house and had a great time. I missed being able to see Nathan, Alex and the rest of my family but having mom here was amazing. She always lifts my spirits and I’m so thankful for her and how much she loves our kids.

December meant snow, snow and more snow! When we saw snow there was no surprise anymore. I decorated our house like a Christmas Wonderland! Christmas makes me so incredibly happy! I love going over the top and I decorate our house inside and out. Our neighborhood really gets into the Christmas spirit! There is one street in particular where every house goes all out! They have light archways over the side walk down the entire street. We went down for the big lighting event where everyone in the neighborhood and so many people from our town came out to be there. We took so many walks down that street during the month. It just made us all so happy. There were Christmas parties at the kids schools and it was so much fun to be a part of those. Les’s residency program had a party at Dave and Busters and the kids were in heaven in the arcade! Then we made a trip down to Nashville for a week for Christmas. It was a very busy week but it was so great to be home with family. I couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas! We ended the year on a happy note.

2018 was a wonderful year and we’re looking forward to see what 2019 will bring!

~ M


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Our New World


Just weeks after learning Nathan had cancer we were thrown into this new world of treatment. We were admitted into the hospital for his chemo port placement and his first round of chemotherapy. We had so many doctors and nurses coming in to educate us on what we would be going through the next 6 months. They literally gave us a notebook full of information. In it were the names of all the chemo drugs that would be part of his treatment. All the side effects that he may or may not experience. The prescriptions that he would be taking. Lists of the labs that would be drawn each week and the normal range for him now that he will be immuno suppressed.  Despite my 15 years in the medical field all of this information was brand new for me. Especially new because this wasn’t just any other patient this was my son. Being on the other side was very eye opening.

The night Nathan started chemo was scary. I had no idea what to truly expect. Would he be sick? Would he have a terrible reaction? Would it hurt? They started at 6:00 pm and it wasn’t over until 6:00 am. I didn’t sleep much that night. I stayed in the chair next to his bed holding his hand. I had several moments of tears but made sure that he didn’t see me cry. The night was long but he only felt sick a few times and the medications they gave him for that helped him sleep through most of the night.

I think every one has a moment where they wish they could trade places with someone. This was one of those moments for me and I would have given anything to take his place but all I could do was be there next to him. Be there when he needed me. Just be there to hold his hand. As a parent it was a very helpless feeling. I can’t imagine how parents of younger children go through this experience. Nathan could understand what was happening and why it was happening. Thinking about what I would do if this was my toddler laying there helped me to be thankful for that simple thing. I decided that I needed to start finding things to be grateful for throughout this process. So here we were in this new world but I would have a new mantra. “Start each day with a grateful heart.”

~ M


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Four Words

Four Words. Your son has cancer. Four words I never thought I would hear.  Four words that just didn’t seem real. Four words that changed our lives forever.

Nathan just turned 18. He’s healthy. He’s an athlete. He can’t have cancer.

The bright white at the center of his leg is the tumor.


Summer 2017 Nathan came home from football complaining about his leg hurting. He pointed out a small knot just below his knee. No big deal, right? I mean he was the kicker for his football team. He was kicking daily and not just a little kicking. He was practicing kick offs, punting and field goals.  Naturally, I assumed any pain he was having had to be caused by overuse. The season gets rolling and he complains off and on about the pain. We would alternate using ice packs, heating pads and give him an anti-inflammatory to help but the knot never went away. Nathan was kicking the ball better than ever. He was starting to get calls and letters from colleges about coming to kick for their football programs. We were excited about the opportunities that lay ahead. The football season came to a disappointing end in the state semi-final round. But even though our goal of a State Championship title didn’t happen Nathan still walked away from the field with so many honors. He was named to the All-State team for Kicking and Punting. He finished in the top ten in the state for most points scored by a kicker. And he was named 2017 Kicker of the Year for Nashville Area All Region. I was one proud mama!

The season’s end was a bitter-sweet time for me because this meant it was time for the littles and I to make the big move to Michigan. We moved Nathan into my parents house and with a heavy heart I left my first baby behind to finish his senior year with all of his friends and classmates. Of course it wasn’t an easy decision to move without him but he was a senior in high school and I couldn’t expect him to leave. Even though I was 550 miles away didn’t stop me being his mama. We talked every day. When we talked he started complaining more and more about his leg. It was swollen and at times he could barely walk on it. He called me in the middle of the night the second week I was in Michigan in tears because it was hurting him so bad. I told him that night on the phone that I would make him an appointment with an orthopedic doctor. I have always been a walk it off  kind of mom but it was past due for him to have his leg looked at.

Just a few days after Thanksgiving my dad took Nathan to the ortho appointment. I waited to get a call to hear that everything is alright but that didn’t happen. My dad called and said the doctor isn’t worried about his knee. He’s concerned about the mass or cyst on his shin. He wants us to go to get a MRI right now. My dad is a preacher and has no real medical knowledge so he didn’t know he should be worried. But because of mine and Les’s lengthy medical background we knew what it means when a doctor says they are concerned. It felt like someone kicked me in the stomach. I was terrified and I already knew this was bad. I called the doctor’s office and requested that the doctor call me personally. Within minuets I received a call. *Yet another bad sign if a doctor is returning your call that quickly.* He told me that there was a tumor on the upper half of his tibia and it was most likely cancer. It could possibly be osteosarcoma due to the location of the tumor. He couldn’t believe that Nathan was able to kick the ball the way he did with a tumor that size in his leg. He said that he was referring us on to an orthopedic oncology surgeon.

When I hung up I purchased one way tickets for the kids and I to go back to Nashville. In my heart I knew we wouldn’t be coming back to Michigan any time soon. I told my parents not to tell Nathan anything yet that I wanted to be the one to talk to him. Of course he knew something wasn’t right when he found out the kids and I were flying back to Nashville after only being gone for 2 weeks but he didn’t know how much his life was about to change. When I got home Nathan and I went to a nearby park and sat at a table in the shade to talk. It was there I told him that what they saw on his x-ray and his MRI was a tumor but we don’t know what type of cancer that it is yet. At first I could see the confusion on his face and then the tears began to fall. He said, “If its cancer does that mean I’m going to die?” I told him absolutely not! That we didn’t know everything yet and that we would fight this step by step together.

The following Monday there we all sat in the doctor’s office to finally get some answers. Nathan’s father, Joey, and my parents came along with Nathan and I for support. The doctor was amazing. She said from the look of the tumor if definitely looked like it was osteosarcoma. Then she went on to tell us that this meant a 2 year long treatment plan that included chemo, radiation, and a major surgery where he would remove half of his tibia and replace it with a titanium bone. It was overwhelming but she explained all of the steps that would follow. Scans, tests and then the biopsy of the tumor to be certain of the type of cancer that was there. Things went really quickly from there. Two days of tests and scans. Then it was time for the biopsy. They took Nathan to the OR and sedated him for this.

The best news we had heard came after that. The doctor came out to talk to us when they finished the biopsy and said that the tumor was very large, 7 cm in length to be exact. It originated in the bone and had now grown outside the bone as well but it wasn’t osteosarcoma. She was almost certain that it was a lymphoma. My question was so this is better right? And her answer was… cancer is cancer but the treatment plan for lymphoma is shorter and means that he would lose the bone in his leg. The downside also means that with lymphoma there is a greater likelihood of the cancer coming back one day. So we waited patiently and finally received the official diagnosis. Nathan had stage 2 non-hodgkins lymphoma.

I will say that I was pretty hard on myself about being the parent that didn’t take their son to the doctor when something was obviously not right. I was so sorry for pushing him to keep playing. Telling him he was fine and that is was probably shin splints. I kept reminding him that if even the smallest thing was wrong and they told him he couldn’t play anymore that his season was over. Telling him how much it would hurt the team to lose him. Ugh! I still have a hard time remembering back to all the times I brushed his pain off. Nathan wasn’t hard on me about it though. He was very sweet and only mentioned once in the waiting room of a scan appointment that this was a little bigger than shin splints. Ha!