When you have a 6cm brain tumor removed at 2.5 years of age and go through months and months of rigorous treatment, all bets are off regarding development. Often, you hope for delays “at best” as the worst is too hard to think about unless forced to do so.
Last night, I sat across from Chase as he made valiant attempts to match and fold his favorite yellow hospital socks and this morning, as he placed another Superman sticker on his “potty chart” I stopped and I marveled. These things are small and normal milestones to most children, but for Chase, and for all cancer kids, some of these things are beyond huge.
You see, it wasn’t too long ago that teams of doctors waited post-surgery to see if he’d even wake up…or talk…or walk. Celebrating these little big things today.
Moment by moment.
