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1999
Cancer knocked on our door six years ago Halloween. Andrew, then
four years old, was diagnosed with a rare type of cancer called
Retinoblastoma. I can remember the day our ophthalmologist broke
the news to us as if it were yesterday. She turned from her swivel
chair to face us with an expression that could have melted steel.
Im afraid Andrew might have a tumor, she said.
He needs to be seen by a specialist today! So began
our roller coaster ride that took us on an incredible journey we
did not wish to embark upon.
Retinoblastoma is a cancer that starts in the eye and ultimately
spreads to the brain if not arrested in time. Andrews tumor
could not be contained and doctors therefore removed his eye.
We take our fragile lives for granted. Until now cancer was a disease
that some other family had. Andrew was the epitome of
good health, at least by all physical appearance. He was vibrant
and mischievous with boundless energy upon waking from sleep until
his head touched the pillow after bedtime prayers. That would change
in months to come. He would be introduced to doctors, hospitals,
surgery and chemotherapy.
Like being thrust into the world at birth, Andrew would now be
driven into a deadly game of life and death. He would depend entirely
on his parents guidance to get him through this horrible disease.
We as his parents would have to depend and trust advice given to
us from his doctors. Doctors would depend upon what they had learned
in school, from colleagues and from historical medical data accumulated
at the clinics where cancer patients were being treated. Fortunately
for us the results have been remarkable for our son.
It is often said that when a loved one becomes ill family members
should be thorough in their search for the best medical care available.
It is also said that once found, care for the patient should be
left in the hands of the physician. Our family found the Tomorrow
Fund Clinic on the Rhode Island Hospital campus
under the direction of Dr. Edwin Forman to fulfill those needs.
Andrew celebrated his tenth birthday in July. The excitement and
energy he once possessed prior to his illness has returned. The
hair he lost to chemotherapy has grown back with majestic strength
and beauty. He is playing competitive soccer with exceptional enthusiasm
and energy. He has made many friends and has brought to these friendships
kindness and compassion from experiences with children he has encountered
during his illness.
We try not to get emotional about it, but there is not a waking
day that goes by without the thought of what happened to our little
boy and the disease that plagued him. What lies ahead in his future
and the future of children just beginning their battle with cancer
is uncertain. We hope and pray a cure is on the horizon.
Pierre and Katie Myette
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